Open Poetry #50 |
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Tales From The Cabin That Smokes: Book Thirty-Three; Home Is Where Our Hearts Are... |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror ![]() |
Though summer sun shines brightly, some days are heaven sent We’ll wile away in fields of green, our life now so content Now all we know is plenty,we’ve spent our darker days Though happiness was transient in a thousand different ways We’ll cherish moments spent with friends on golden summer days For happiness is transient in a million different ways ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
What a thoughtful piece. And so very true, count your blessings as they are passing through, ~L |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Wonderfully penned Bluesy...Make every second of every minute count ![]() |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
You're so right, Miss Pinky! Thank you so much! ![]() ...just bein' Bluesy |
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