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TheGreenPolarBear Junior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 38Kansas |
Inside It was a simple house on the outside. An old gravel driveway led to the quaint little cottage which lied on the outskirts of the town. An aging Christmas wreath, its needles still holding a twinge of green, hung from the rustic screen door, and a faded "Welcome" mat sat on the small porch at an odd angle. A small rose garden bloomed along the front of the house, still alive thanks to the constant summer rains. A single window opened into a small, sparsely decorated living room. There were roses in there too, but they lay dormant on the floor, scattered around a single old recliner from which the aged man had refused to move for days, still remembering the soulmate he'd lost forever. The Green Polar Bear  [This message has been edited by TheGreenPolarBear (edited 07-29-99).] |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
*sigh*...touching and well written  ------------------ Tu, cosi lontano, seppure ormai, cosi vicino. ~~~Andrea Bocelli~~~ |
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Alwye
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Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
beautiful and so touching...a wonderful piece. ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "I will sail my vessel 'till the river runs dry, like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky..." Garth Brooks |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
I have seen this happen, Bear. You depicted it very well. |
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