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Digging for golden feelings
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Digging for golden feelings |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia 
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From all the bricks that I have laid From all the difference I have made I still feel I’m not home All the promised days I’ve missed Of love that I still reminisce I sit here still alone Time, oh precious time now lost I dream of, but still pay the cost And feel I’m now too late Decisions made are sometimes wrong And take us where we don’t belong But that does seem my fate On and on, a day, a week Tomorrow’s sun and love I seek But will they come my way? I’m humble and my soul is bare I’m looking for some hope to share And find that place to stay |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
ya know, when I feel like this Rick, and quit often I admit, I think of people like Christopher Reeve, those enduring cancer, kemo, knowing their time is alloted...and I see how they begin to glow, not reliving the past, but living...knowing, we all make mistakes that cannot be undone...and wishing they could, is taking very positive energy and literally spending it foolishly? Well, that's what gets me through the words I feel like your magnificant poem this morning... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I still feel I’m not home ~*~ I've lived that feeling all my life. [lives?]  Someday I'll know when it's right. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Dear Rick, this is so moving... I so enjoy reading your works, though this, a bit on the sad side, still a glimmer of hope that I attach to.  |
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