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I am sitting at my Opies grave in the backyard and talking to his spirit and suddenly this divine inspiration for this poem to honor him pops in my head so I pulled out my iPhone and began to type and it flowed naturally from my mind to the iPhone. Here it is: For the love of Opie By: Nikki Michaella Martello 3/31/14 The wind gently blows the tree all around, As I watch its memorizing shadow dance on the ground. The chimes in that tree play above, On this beautiful day you would have loved. I sit here thinking of you... Remembering all the things you would do. All the energy and fun as you played... All the cuddles and kisses as together we laid. You brought to my life abundant joy. I will never forget you my little baby boy. Although its sad for me that you are now at rest, Because you were in it my life is ever blessed...
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 18:30:37 +0000

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