Remembering Robin

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Will miss you Rob

your songs were my morning mantra.

when you sang, you sang.

you didn’t need an audience

or a judge to decide you had that fake factor.

You taught me to be oneself.

I’ve seen you in your youth as you wooed your mate

and then a meticulous nest you made.

and taught your children to soar above the fear of flying.

Now as you lay here on your humbling earthly bed, stiff and still

I stand frozen with crumbs in my hand, a tear drop rolling down to mingle with snow.

I meditate on mortality.

◄ a FRESH START

Heart & Soul ►

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Juan Pablo Lynch

Wed 18th Jan 2017 21:09

beautiful... but who was Robin?

Gideon Puccio

Wed 18th Jan 2017 07:27

beautiful...

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