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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA 
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i watch for the mailman as a child waits for santa clause hoping for news from you- no word comes you don't know what you do to me i am trapped- a prisoner in my own home one day you'll return from africa or germany or where you've been to find your little bird has flown it's cage There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I guess loyalty can wear thin Faith. I understand....Good idea for a poem and I enjoyed reading. Eric the writer views a critic like a fire hydrant would view a dog |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yep. There is a tendency to finally and forever, say f**k you. ~ Never did I feel more devoted to my wife than after biting the wild garlic of treachery ~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
so poetic and I adore the metaphor. have a nice day yann |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I guess Jerry is right, sometimes thats just what it boils down to. Lori |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
Thank you all for your wonderful remarks. There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Be careful outside that cage. There are danger at every turn. Still, you must go, I can well understand that. ~ Never did I feel more devoted to my wife than after biting the wild garlic of treachery ~ |
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