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| Open Poetry #13 |
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Race |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
A race to win though win just what? A dream, a goal a choice a spot. Yes a place in a scheme to further early thoughts. Wrought from a mind figuring all perceived, distraught through the brain when closeness recedes. To the reached aim just within fingers grasp. To the sought name , the name that may last. From a short fall it is easy to rise to ones feet, To stand firmly still far from defeat. Learned & far further prepared. To strive on ever & ever, to the inkling once reared; |
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I liked this VERY much!  SEA |
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helen smith Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 240 |
yes craig I like it toooooo..... I have always known it is a race to be run... and nice to hold hands as we go |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
You swirl me with your praise. |
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