
If only I could’ve held him
Seen his lovely little face
But fate intervened
And he was lost
without a trace
I wonder what could’ve been
Our lives will never be the same
Some things we miss forever
And Jonathan Michael
was his name
© 2020 Michelle Cook
Photo credit: https://pixabay.com/photos/love-clouds-romance-sky-romantic-1381420/
Writing prompt: Jonathan Michael was his name
Beautiful and heart touching poem, Michelle! ❤
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Thank you 😊
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You’re very welcome. ☺
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Beautiful poem, Michelle. It tugs at the heart.
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Glad you liked it ❤️
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I did 🙂
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Such a poignant poem Michelle
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Thank you Sadje ❤️
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My pleasure 👍
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Moments… come and go…💛💚
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They do… 💙
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So poignant Michelle. ❤️
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Thank you Kate ❤️
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Memory. What happens after, “if only…”
This was evocative for me personally. Thank you, ~M.
His name was Wren Iain Elliot.
Laurie
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Awww…. such a beautiful name. ❤️
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Lovely expression of love and sorrow for Johathan Michael.
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Thank you so much Oneta ❤️
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