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No Matter What

photo by Mary - 2009

I will shelter you
without smothering your light
I will feed you
 mind, body and soul
I will give you guidance
along with the freedom to make your own choices
When you are lost
I will surround you with hope
And I will love you
all the days of my life

Peace ~ Rene 2010

To Mary, the light of my life

Comments

  1. (bowingdeeply)

    I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy...

    this is beauty.

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  2. Beautiful, Rene. Really beautiful.

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  3. My photos are sad and my words sadly behind, m'Lady...

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  4. sweet declarations and
    unconditional love...

    not everyone can pull that off,
    but i believe you are
    one who does.

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  5. Mary is a very lucky girl.
    Nicely done, Rene!

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  6. Oh, damn, you did it again. Sigh. Got me.

    Hey, if you put these gems in a book, I would buy it. Just sayin'

    Casey

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  7. gorgeous... seems you always know exactly what to say. xo

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