To 'love' is what a woman does
Her 'instincts' lead her
Yet some do not follow theirs
Many times we are not ready
Or we are fearful. . .
Of who we love. . .
Why we love. . .
Unsure who we are. . .
Put aside all of those
Let love lead . . .
I love my daughter, grandsons, granddaughters, but as for other love in my life, Thomas Christensen who died on 6 17 07 outside on the picnice table pot right in front of my eyes, he is my last true love, I miss him so much and dream about him and cry lots, but am carrying on with my family with love.
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