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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida 
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My strength has grown The truth I was shown Stretch marks on my soul Scars on my heart Life ripped to pieces Gotta learn new stitches To sew my quilt of Now I know Thumbs calloused from Past needle pricks Repetitive motion Burns the wrist But I press on Determined to complete this Before the other shoe Falls And Love's cold hand Makes a call. *****kynder The years teach much which the days never know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kynder~ I like the idea of quilting as you used it. 'To sew my quilt of Now I know' Each little phase of life becomes a square to be stitched into the 'quilt of life.' Hope you find some 'happy' squares.  ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Kynder,...what a concept. How lovely a thought,...a quilt of life. May your future patches be great. *Thanks for sharing. *Peace. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Did you know I sew also? I make animal puppets. haha this consept is great, I love new ideas that show greatness. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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