One thousand percent agree with you Deborah. We all, uh, that's everybody, need reassuring that the love is still there. Say it! Touch, hug, physically react by squeezing an arm with abiding love as you pass by . . . Express yo'self!
After losing her boyfriend in a accident, Alecia believe she's been seeing him. But that can't possibly be? When Brayden reveals himself, or his soul, he asks her of a favor. But when that favor leads to her revealing feelings for her dead boyfriends
Blessings,
Chris
Good job with this poem!!
Sandie
Ron
Love ya!
Jane