LITTLE TEARS hastywords / September 19, 2014 WRITTEN BY HASTYDAD (HOWIE) AND HASTYWORDS They wash My face Running down My chin Little demons Released Leaving In their wake A joyful sign Of departure My smile Once again Returned Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPocketTelegramEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
I love love love this. It means so much to me as I cry so much from my illness and I wait for my smile to return. Bravo, again I love this! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Awww this makes me so happy to hear. My dad really is the light on a dark day. Somehow I forgot how important his talks were to me over the years. LikeLike Reply
Reblogged this on jlindsey88's Blog and commented: Completely agree. Beautiful words. Sometimes we have to release the pain. Let the tears wash off the mask so that the new canvas can be written on. LikeLike Reply
WRITTEN BY HASTYDAD (HOWIE) AND HASTYWORDS
HASTYWORDS 
WRITTEN BY HASTYDAD (HOWIE) AND HASTYWORDS
love this piece of writing…..
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Love this!!
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Everytime I read one of your poems, it’s like a ‘bang’.
Wonderful.
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lol I love that 🙂
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My last remark was soon answered wasn’t it.
xxx Huge Hugs xxx
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I love love love this. It means so much to me as I cry so much from my illness and I wait for my smile to return. Bravo, again I love this!
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Awww this makes me so happy to hear. My dad really is the light on a dark day. Somehow I forgot how important his talks were to me over the years.
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Aww…
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love it. 🙂
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Reblogged this on jlindsey88's Blog and commented:
Completely agree. Beautiful words. Sometimes we have to release the pain. Let the tears wash off the mask so that the new canvas can be written on.
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