Open Poetry #15 |
A Prize At Last |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
He said I looked of 43, I kissed his cheek of red. Those carnies, they are wild at times and play those games we dread. I chose not weight nor month of birth for I knew I would win. I chanced the take and won the prize and left him with a grin. ~Wynter...York Fair 2001 "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Sounds as though you both won. |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
yes, yes.....always leave them smiling, and you have me smiling here!! The road goes on forever, and the stories never end... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
my dear..you are a prize... enjoyed the verse as I have the others you have posted of late... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
RSWells ..ah yes..I won that's for sure *s Sunnyone ...glad I left you smiling *s thank you Cpat Hair..you make me smile today thanks ((hugs))I don't know what's come over me.. but I am happy you are enjoying my words of late. ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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