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Through A Lens
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Through A Lens |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Through A Lens Sometimes I miss those old friends. (The ones that he and I shared). It gets lonely with the wishing of the loss between once cared. I saw one just this evening, a friend with cancer still. The one who had the seizures and became so violently ill. He pulled his truck 'round corner, parked. Jumped out to hug me tight. Sometimes I miss those caring words, the "I love yous" to warm the night. I don't hear them often enough, 'cept from children that I teach. And even though that perks me up those words deep down don't reach. I promised him to keep in touch, to visit when I can. But I miss those days that use to be when we didn't have to plan. When those of us would stop on by no need for giving call. Everyone just glad to meet to spend time sharing all... Sometimes I miss those old friends... my old life through a lens. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." (Will Moss) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I can relate *sigh* |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
poem of great friendship. the warmth of winter and the cool wind of summer. I miss all of my friends and many are waiting for my call. I am a friend ...as judged as "if Muhammad does not go to mountain, then mountain has to go to Muhammad" a beautiful poem but a good reminder to me. |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown |
I can sure understand this. There are some who I miss seeing, too. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
touching, powerful, emotive, very 'real' write! [as I have come to expect from this author] well done!! |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Sometimes I stop and read and realize that I have not breathed because I am caught on your words. Alison |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Sometimes I miss those old friends. (The ones that he and I shared). It gets lonely with the wishing of the loss between once cared. it is sad, b/c sometimes those friends are put a position of having to decide whose side to take...and believe me, they do feel badly about it.... Hugs, for this beautifully true write... |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia |
Looking through the photo album, the memory book of a life time passed, we see what we had forgotten and it seems as yesterday again. When friends meet, it is as if nothing has changed at all, we are comfortable and nothing has changed but a few more grey hairs and the advance of years. There are more friends to make and more albums to fill. Enjoyed the read here. Rick |
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