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Becky Mangrum Member
since 2006-10-18
Posts 56 |
Back Home If I had the power to turn back the clock, and go back to that house at the end of the block. The house that was home when I was a kid, i know that I’d love it more now than I did. If I could be back there at my mothers knee, and hear once again,the things she told me. I’d listen now as I never listened before, for she knew so well what life had in store. And all the advice my dad used to give… his voice I’ll remember as long as I live. But it didn’t seem really important then, what I’d give to live it all over again. What I’d give for the chance I once had, to do so much more for my mom and dad. To give them more joy and little less pain, a little more sunshine-a lot less rain. But years roll on and i cannot go back, weather I was born in a mansion or a shack. I can start right now in the hour that’s here, to do something more for the ones I hold dear. And since time in its flight is traveling so fast, I can’t spend it regretting that which is past. But i’ll try to make tomorrow a happier day, By doing my Good unto Others…Today. Becky Sellers---1982 |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
How beautiful this is! As children we don't always listen to our parents.. If only, when we have grown, we could go back and do it all over again. A poem with a strong message. It's never too late to follow the Golden Rule.  Hugs~Nancy Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile~ |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Brings back a lot of memories, but I still have the opportunity to listen to my Mom, though she's 95 years old now (and still driving her car) Lovely verse. Like scattered leaves...my words will flow |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This reminds me of a trip to my home town about 15 years ago....seeing that tiny little house, those trees that I thought were so huge...the wooden shed in the back that was still standing after 40 plus years of standing....the writing on the walls of the Railroad Underpass, the smell of creosote that still lingered in my nostrils... all of this....oh yes, I would if I could... but like you, I can not. thanx for jogging a few brain cells. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
brought back a few memories for me too |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
only in memories like this can we return dear Becky well done |
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Becky Mangrum Member
since 2006-10-18
Posts 56 |
Thank you all very much. Memories-- a beautiful thing aren't they. Again Thanks |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
Becky, i though this poem was beautiful. well written, hope to read more soon... hunnie  A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war and a time for peace ~Ecclesiastes 3:8~ |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Yes, memories can be very beautiful, indeed! I enjoyed what you shared of yours. It was a very nostalgic read for me. Beautifully written, Becky. May each day find you making wonderful new memories for your tomorrows!  Loving Hug, EA  |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Becky this is lovely and brought a tear to my eye. hugs, Chris "Be yourself; everyone else is already taken." - Oscar Wilde |
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semperfi2651 New Member
since 2006-10-26
Posts 4 |
Becky awesome poem! |
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