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my completion |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
from the crease of dawn she sprang splashing feet in shallow puddles wearing springtime yellow she dances until her face turns into daylight When I return home she greets me with a crushing hug and a kiss her smiles lighting up the evening like a million swirling fireflies this is my daughter she completes my life A real man |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
What lovely verse to write of for your little one! Kathleen Blake |
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JamesBowie Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 252big old Bangor Maine up by the shack |
thank you rose, this is far more satisfying than writing of sadness |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
JBowie~ This is just the sweetest piece of happiness !  I'm sure she makes your day a better one ! *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi James, This is so sweet, children are such a blessing and your love for her shows in this little beauty, Love, Cerenity "God doesn't have to be reminded that we exist. |
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Tovi Member
since 2001-06-05
Posts 168 |
It is a love like no other, isn't it? You've captured that well.  Not only to say the right thing in the right place, but far more difficult, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Wonderful!! Children are truly a treasure. Tender write, James. All writing comes |
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