The Honeymoon Cottage May 30, 2019sandyjwhite About Life, Poetry, Reflection, Relationships Tags: 3LineTales, Poetry, Reflection Photo by Alexej via Unsplash Ravaged by time but still intact Naysayers mocked it would never last Sixty years later they pause and laugh Sonya’s Three Line Tales: Week 174 Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
My folks only made it to 50 before my mom passed away, but my grandparents were close to 60 I think. Love this poem! LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow sixty….unimaginable 👀
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Yes, that would be a very long time!
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Yeah🤩
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My folks only made it to 50 before my mom passed away, but my grandparents were close to 60 I think. Love this poem!
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That’s pretty darn good! My folks only made it to 40 before my dad passed.
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