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aries_luv_ppl Senior Member
since 2001-09-20
Posts 1448Universal Mind 
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A strand through the cloth and back, tender love blended colors with nature. Stitches after stitches, careful hands moved around; A smile was expressed on your face. All of sudden all smiles were lost; a drop of red and turned all into pieces. Tears dropped down from your chin But slowly you bit your thumb and moved your hands. Once again your tenderness was shown And soon the cloth was one again. Note: Each loves in different kind of tenderness, be it love between friends, family or lovers, just like the picture we sew on clothes- each is different. When we mend our love, we mend with care just like sewing. Lizzy  http://members.shaw.ca/home0/ ~The first two cup of tea is to throw away; what remains is the best of all. |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
A good example of how life really is..sometimes when all seems to be going very well, the needle hits our thumb, but in the long run we can still have a beautiful garment if we are persistant. I like your perspective. |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Your poem shows a great eye for detail .. a kind of metaphore on life. Although we get poked (hurt) once in awhile, we can still go on and make something beautiful of it. -Bob |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
Great analagy. Stopping too long in hurt, only tends to deepen it, doing more harm. Wisdom and courage push us on to complete what's begun. Thank you, I enjoyed this. Rae |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
This is lovely. A very tender thoughtful poem. Joyce |
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