1,000 Days of Missing You Deeply

In my hands a box of thyme I gift to you, wondering what with it will all you do.

Will you open its lid and let the pieces scatter in the wind, the saddest of all sins?

Or will you with generous hand flavor it in every dish, and in your sentiment, fulfill my sweetest wish?


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Belladonna says:

    Awwww Sammie this is so wonderful💖💖🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽

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    1. sammicakes says:

      ❤ thank you!!

      Liked by 1 person

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