Poem for Gary on his 19th Anniversary. ❤😘😘😘

Yesterday 12th April was the anniversary of Gary passing away brutally killed in Iraq 19 years ago.

I was expecting to be sad, but I actually didn't cry or felt sad at all.

There was a beautiful moment in the morning while still in bed, half asleep, I could hear Gary talking to me, telling me to get up.

In my mind, I telepathically send him a poem I had made up for him.

I heard him say "thank you my love that is beautiful".

I am not good at poetry, but I tried to express myself in words apart from saying 3 words

(I Love you).

I eventually got up after being poked and made cold.

Had a shower, toilet, cleaned teeth the usual stuff you do! 💨🚿🛁😌 .

Still talking to Gary as I usually do clairaudently or telepathically it doesn't matter he replies anyway.

As the day went by I had forgotten the words to my poem I had sent to my crazy handsome man.

I asked Gary if he remembered it?

He said yes, every word my love.

Being in mind my memory is awful at times if I had a brain I would be deadly he hehehe 😂😂.

So I popped online to leave a message with my lovely friend and fellow medium Christy to see if she would do me a favour and help me with remembering my poem, by asking Gary if he would tell her it.

I asked Gary if he would tell Christy.

Gary said "Yes, he would tell her".

Christy later replied saying no problem will see if I can connect with him and get back to you in due course, as she was just getting up and was helping her daughter with her garden.

Eventually I got a message back from Christy telling me what she had gotten from Gary.

Low and behold, right in front of my eyes was what I had told Gary, my beautiful poem.

This is the exact poem I had said to Gary in the morning.

You are my everything

My sun 🌞 my moon 🌕 the wind 💨🍃🍃 and rain 🌧,

I hear your voice 👂 and I smell 👃you again,

You fill my heart 💕, you make it sing 🎶,

You are my everything.

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