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The harder we love
Means the harder we grieve
The harder it is
To go on when they leave
The harder to sleep
And the harder to wake
To know they’re not here
With each breath that we take
It’s hard to look forward
And hard to look back
Stuck in the middle,
Imprisoned and trapped
Where the harder the darkness
The harsher the light,
The harsher this world
That keeps spinning with life
But when that world’s feeling
So painful and hard
And you can’t imagine
Escaping the dark
It might help a little
To know it’s because
The harder we grieve
Means the harder we loved
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Becky Hemsley 2023

Thanks for the visit and fm :)

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Rylee has gone off with Chuck to the Aurora Kennel Club Show today - he won't be home until Friday night. I had to meet him up the highway with Rylee - at the crack of dawn. When I came home there was Jojo waiting at the door wagging her tail - she was happy enough to see me - but "where's the brother?" She looked past me to the empty garage and out to the truck - no Rylee! I had to go back out to the truck to find my phone (I'm not the brightest early mornings) I came back in and again there's Jojo - looking past me for Rylee. This will be interesting to see if she's quieter or noisier without Rylee. Happy Thursday.
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