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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho 
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when I was but a youngster I found such truth in eyes of maiden fair there wasn't a soul who could make it dim and we talked and we ran we were destined sure to win & the learning was surely “good” until the spirits came a desiring ways to part us and then told me how love was just a four letter word & when you left & away you took those tender parts I miss not to mention my life and what ever you could else I stopped that day my wandering just how it was them spirits knew and how exactly they came to know that it was you’d planned to do . [This message has been edited by lucky (edited 12-06-2000).] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Hi Dale--Spirit lessons...yes, I see how it works..a little like magic mixed with truth. |
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lucky Senior Member
since 2000-01-17
Posts 1601Idaho |
Martie..! That was Jane Richmond, not a name RJ likes so well. And there was also Linda Galardo when I was 6 and her sister Maria that her mother was sure was meant for me... Sheesh... glad I made to fourteen when I met Rosemary. love ya Sis . |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Lucky~ 'when I was but a youngster I found such truth in eyes of maiden fair' As the fates would allow - you found the perfect eyes in our Rosemary ! I'd say you were lucky indeed !  And you darn-well know it !  I'll bet Jane, Linda and Maria don't even read poetry - much less write it as exquisitely as those eyes across the fir-lined study !  You tickle me. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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