One Last Breath...

Each breath could be your last. I'd think more people would be holding their breath. I was going to say "...running around holding their breath," but that would just be too much funny at one time.

I have Friends that I haven't seen in several months. We never have emailed each other or called on a regular basis. These are Friends that I just knew I'd see around town, at the store, ballgames, performances, festivals, jams... I knew who would typically show up; whom I could expect to see, and see again next week or next year.

I miss You, Folks.


Last memories last

Hold fast. Love shared will endure.

Friends are always Friends.


Peace, Y'all!




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  • Brenda
    Brenda Southern Colorado
    Miss those jams💞😀

    Miss those jams💞😀

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