She walks the beach in my mind
Drinks champagne in her garden café
Runs down mountains with abandon
A woo-er of men
A champion of women
Her words are etched in my mind
I thank the universe for her.
To Shirl
She walks the beach in my mind
Drinks champagne in her garden café
Runs down mountains with abandon
A woo-er of men
A champion of women
Her words are etched in my mind
I thank the universe for her.
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😘😘😘
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She walks the beach in my mind.
Definitely my favorite line. Love this!
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She is an amazing woman. Proud to call her a friend.
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Yep, that opening line is some line. I always love how you say so much in a few lines. Then there’s the image.
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Thank you!
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Sounds like someone I’d love to know !
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She’s lovely.
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A fine tribute
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Thanks!
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What a great friend to have!
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She is a diamond girl.
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Beautiful! Shirl is a legend – I know about her from a poet 🙂
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She is totally a legend. Thank you!
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