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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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There are so many things I can think to say now Now that circumstances have brought you to a rough stretch of path The kind I've walked too often myself now Now I want to lay down beside you take you in my arms and weep with you what you can not say now Now that I understand enough about life... enough about you... to feel the hurt you are going through now LGR(C)3/6/11 |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
this is beautiful, compassionate and tenderly written...so very heart-felt, Lori! There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
like the format you used...not to mention how you've revealed your compassion in this one...nice, very nice |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yes, we do understand, but sometimes that just isn't enough. Compassion, yes of course, and advice, again, yes of course. In the end what has to be figured out will be figured out all by themselves, of course with all that tender advice given will usually play into it. ~ Your writing is one of my guilty pleasures...more art than just words.-- steavenr ~ |
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twistedpup Member
since 2011-02-25
Posts 115 |
very compassionate. it expressed emotion that as you read you feel. very good write. *hugs* |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
very tender, nice |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Faith, Steaven, Jerry, twistedpup & martiniat8-- Wow your response to this poem is really touching and means a lot to me. I wrote it about my Mom. I couldn't read it to her (too emotional for me)so I just laid down next to her on the bed for a while and we shared an unspoken space of love. I left a copy of the poem there and Dad and Mom read it later. |
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