Will he be there?
What will I do if he’s not?
I’ve no where to go.
He said he’d be there.
I can’t turn around now.
Please be there.
I love you.
Written for: https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/2017/01/31/twittering-tales-15-31-january-2017/
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Morpethroad 
Hope he’s there! Heart strings pulled. Kleenex at ready.
Good to know it touched you….lol
Always do, Michael, always do.
Wow! I felt this one Michael. I hope he’s there. ❤
Thanks Kat, an eternal hope isn’t it..
Yes it is. 🙂
the unspoken fear – the dread – the hope … well captured
Fabulous
You are always so kind Willow…have a lovely day/evening.
Thanks Michael , you too:)
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