Open Poetry #8 |
Streams Of Life |
Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Streams Of Life ~*Marge Tindal*~ Sometimes yes and sometimes no I wander where the stream does go Splashing through it's current flowing I merely follow where it is going Knowing that I can't stop the flow I merely follow where it does go I rest sometimes among it's banks and take a moment to give God thanks For just the chance to have sung the songs of the stream from life's well sprung |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Excellent Marge! This painted such a lovely picture in my mind ... me thinks I'd like to frame this one please??? Beautifully penned Marge! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kit~ Ooooooooh ! I've been 'framed'. Love it ! And thank you for the compliment. Yes ! Of course you may. Love ya' ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Marge, What a beautiful walk by the stream, searching for wherever it goes. Very nice and very gentle. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Marge.... I love your writing......it leaves such happiness where it touches. This poem is lovely.... Never stop.......... My heart is an open book ....take a look.... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
AHHHHH.. a nice cool refreshing dip in Marge's stream she so graciously shares. What a great way to approach the afternoon. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Bill~ Thank you. I like 'gentle'. Sunny1~ I appreciate your thoughts. Oh .. me stop ? Definitely not ! Thanks ! MarkB~ Thank you, love. In this Florida heat - I'd have loved that stream myself ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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