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Labors of Love |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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Labors of Love When sunlight touches on the plush And velvet wings in garden’s bloom When butterfly lights gently in the Powdery mist of its perfume This moment in the morning hour As I gaze down from hills above That’s the moment when I reap The labors of my love When sunset casts a mellow tone Upon his cheek like angel’s kiss And I relive through grandson’s laughter Happy days of childhood bliss In such a precious hour as this My mind recalls the hardships of All I’d done to finally reap The labors of my love If I could choose to live again Through all the pain and all the strife If I would find myself once more In sorrows deepest pits of life I’d stand with face turned toward the sun And with a lifeline from above I’d smile knowing I would reap These labors of my love No words can quite express my joy Of every moment that I live For I have come to recognize The way to love and to forgive The greatest gift I’ve ever known Is sung in songs of mourning dove And that’s the moment that I reap The peacefulness of love Elizabeth Santos [This message has been edited by Elizabeth Santos (edited 05-28-2000).] |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Absolutely lovely Elizabeth ... you touch my heart with your words ... Best wishes, /Kit |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
A perfect poem, Liz. Just beautiful..but what else could come from your pen?  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lizzie~ Your morning song has touched me again. Something else you are, lady ! I feel a deep sense of satisfaction in your writing ... joyous songs from your heart. Love you~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
In such a precious hour as this My mind recalls the hardships of All I’d done to finally reap The labors of my love. Elizabeth, that was truely beautiful and wonderful. No words can quite express my joy Of every moment that I live For I have come to recognize The way to love and to forgive The greatest gift I’ve ever known Is sung in songs of mourning dove And that’s the moment that I reap The peacefulness of love especially the last stanza... Nothing i can add to that .... I shall leave in stunned silence. ------------------------ "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? " Douglas Adams. "Here chewing your tail is joy" Richey Edwards "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "Do not listen to a word I say Just listen to what I can keep silent" Nicky Wire |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Liz--You are a wonderful lady and poet...You touch my spirit with your beautiful words and the depth of who you are. Hugs! |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Kit, Why, thank you, dear PDV, Glad you liked it, thanks Marge, I can't ever imagine you getting out of bed without a smile on your face. Thanks, sweetie, and you are right, my heart deep down is content in many ways. Brian, Very lovely remarks, they mean so much Martie, Loved talking to you today and meeting new friends over the phone. And what great friends you have. Very pleasant and loving. Thanks Love Liz |
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