at the end of the day

Footprints of Thoughts

I look at the stars and I wonder why…

I wonder how some can laugh to see you cry

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I wonder how love turns a frozen blue

I wonder, do they not have a clue?

I wonder how people can smile in your face

Accept your meals and with you say grace

While betrayal is deep within their minds

Deceptive and callous, and you are blind

I wonder if they wake during the night

I wonder if they ever have it right

I wonder if they realize the words they breathe

Are enough to kill and your life seize

I wonder if they ever feel remorse for what they’ve done

I wonder WHY they have shot loyalty with a gun

I wonder how they live their life in illusion

I wonder how they see themselves great in the confusion

I look at the stars and I…

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I am a sixty plenty wife, mother, sister, grandmother and friend. I started blogging as a coping mechanism during my beautiful daughter's final journey. Vic was desperately ill for 10 years after a botched back operation. Vic's Journey ended on 18 January 2013 at 10:35. She was the most courageous person in the world and has inspired thousands of people all over the world. Vic's two boys are monuments of her existence. She was an amazing mother, daughter, sister and friend. I will miss you today, tomorrow and forever my Angle Child.

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