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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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Mailbox Sighs ~*Marge Tindal*~  The mailbox sighs with realize that she won't be here next year Another has called her heart to come and live a life of joyful cheer~ Flag in lagging ... no opening chime No chance to say 'Mail Call' today The mailman filed the forwarding cards that took her heart far away~ The porch swing sits in stillness awaiting her dancing feet in song The daffodil out on the hill hangs her head and moans~ The Magnolia holds a blossomed-scent weeping her perfumed reply Cypress trees fall to their knees hoping she'll pass back by~ Butterflies in cocooning mourn with unfurled wing Sweet Cardinals perch the window sill hoping for Sunflower seed~ The sun-in-set shines brightly knowing that wherever she might be She'll catch the glow of thoughts in flow and pen of the new joy she sees~ Up and down the Green Swamp Road neighbors miss the wave of her friendly hand Hoping she's as happy-as-a-lark homesteading with her man~ Sly Red Fox lies cunningly alert thinking he spies her car But it's just the real estate man with strangers from afar~ They hear her whispers across the meadow 'Lord, let them revere this home' And the ancient's smile approval of these new residents on the roam~ *Inspired by YOU, SweetSuthernGal* ~You know my heart, inside-out~ May 1, 2002 ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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RosePetal
since 2001-08-26
Posts 2985South Florida |
aww I like this Marge! It is such a luxury to have our mail delivered. Imagine if each day we had to drive to the post office to pick it up!!!! This poem reminded me of the day that I waited outside all day for the mailman because I was expecting some cd's...and I waited and waited...until finally someone was nice enough to remind me that it was sunday LOL!  |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Marge, A delightful tribute. So many changes around here...  It's never too late to have a good childhood! Woohoo! |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Margie girl darling sister of my heart this is incredible writing, absolutely outstandingly good. I truly love this diamond from you. You have an amazing ability to write with such clarity and love. I can feel the sighs of love for home here, and the joy of moving where the heart is. Utterly utterly fabulous writing and I love it  Love and warm stuff As always Mushy   To give light to them that sit in darkness..... to guide our feet into the way of peace Luke 2:79 |
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Titia Geertman Member Ascendant
since 2001-05-07
Posts 5182Netherlands |
Saying goodbye always hurts a little. The mailbox in Deland wouldn't know what's hitting her, once you've moved in there  I think she should be warned. TitiaA rose is a rose is a rose...I guess... Check out my new website: lookheretitia.fcpages.com (I didn't 'link' this, so it won't take too much space).I [This message has been edited by Titia Geertman (05-01-2002 06:54 PM).] |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Ms. Marge - saying good-bye is never easy and you leave behind so many memories, stories, thoughts. Gosh, I'm not moving and I almost cried at this one. But, as I've said before to you, think of the fabulous new memories you and Bill will build together. And the mailbox will be smiling when you arrive at 'your' new home. Hugs, Marti " My wrinkles are badges of courage and reveal that I am a Mother." |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
RosePetal~ I'm moving ... and my lovely friend, Suthern, wrote me the sweetest letter that touched my heart and inspired this write~ Thanks for the read and reply ... WHAT ????? ... they don't deliver mail on Sunday ?????  SweetestSuthernGal~ (cause I KNOW you'll be in for this one) I just HAVE to quote the beautiful lines of inspire~  'the porch looks at you with regret, the mailbox sighs that it'll miss your touch, the very flowers and trees celebrate your happiness with the beauty of spring... but if you look closely, you see they're wondering if you'll find as much beauty next year.' Girlfriend .... you have the tenderest heart, thank you sooooooo much for sharing your loving friendship with me~ Larry~ Thanks ... 'change is inevitable' and I'm inevitably changed~ MarshaLove~ You always touch the heart of me~ Thank you darling friend~ Titia~ LOL ... yep ! That new mailbox will get quite a workout ! I'm looking forward to it ! Honest Injun ! MartiMyFriend~ I know ... I keep telling myself ... I know~ And it's getting easier ... but this little nesting heart has soooooooo many memories to pack in such a small space~ Love you~ *HUGS* and thanks to each of you for putting up with my sentimentality~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Marge, I have felt the pains of moving over most of my life...I know the feelings well. But I also know you are going somewhere that LOVE abounds and will surround you and keep you both safe... My best to both of you in your new venture... |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Marge, I know the feelings, beautiful write. |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Marge: I enjoyed this so much and I can remember how hard it was for me to move, several times. I loved the house where we were and the friends I had made and felt like nothing would ever be that good again. It was of course, but never in quite the same way. Digging up your roots is a hard chore! Betty Lou Hebert |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
When I first read this yesterday afternoon, I was thoroughly captivated by the poem long before I encountered your sweet words of dedication... For as I read, my own move memories came visiting: the excitement of entering an apartment as a newlywed, the curled ball of misery that left everything but her clothes and rolled into a tiny furnished dump when escape became necessary, the awe of moving into a place I (and the bank *S*) owned, the joy of returning to my home state, the heartbreak of leaving my baby nephew for work 250 miles away. I remembered the appliances I'd repaired and then had to leave, the garden I'd dug with a shovel that benefited only my neighbors, the people who'd promised to keep in touch and then drifted away. *S* Change is never totally free of regrets... even when the brightest possible of futures beckon. *S* So my face was damp with tears at your forlorn daffodil and wreathed with smiles at the ancients' blessings... and then I was stunned and humbled to learn I'd had anything to do with the creation of such beauty. *S* I am so grateful for you... I feel I can tell you anything and find acceptance... and you don't just listen, you hear more than I say. *S* I'd haul boxes for you if I was closer... I luvs you that much. LOL This one's into my library!!! *S* |
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Krissy Senior Member
since 2002-02-22
Posts 556kent England |
Auntie Margie girl this is really truly lovely, your writing seems to get better and better. This also brought back some memories of moving into my own place, I believed the estate agent when he said it was an up and coming area, Now that was a mistake. But I can see the joy, the trepidation, the love that has surrounded you there in that home that is so much more than just a house. Your heart Auntie Margie girl is bigger than the whole world, and that is where your home is, there inside your heart. This really is a truly beautiful poem, and mum was right I do love it Utterly Happy homecoming, Love and warm stuff As always Krissy And while thy willing soul transpiers |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
A wonderful rumination on moving (on). |
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Muys Member
since 2002-04-06
Posts 389The Netherlands |
Dear Marge You are a wunderfull writer and Ilove your Poems, but I need a hole year for reading it all. Titia have no time for translate For many words I need a dictionary you know?v The gramatical is difficult. I am jealous upon the the beautifull pages you make. Deares I take you in my arms, I love you sooooooooooo much and I give you like Mitletoe Angel,[bighuggggssssssssssssss] Muys |
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