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| Open Poetry #21 |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597
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Traces There are moments of fire or of ice burned into place Often not foreseen images of life that brand us We need only touch them with our finger tips To feel again traces of the heat or of the cold ©071502 |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
wonderful reflection on howmemories are a part of us - enjoyed your poem - it was well written - Paul |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Oh E.J, this is wonderful, sweet friend, yes, memories are to be cherished always and just touching them can make the afterglow return! (sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
this is so true and I am constantly reminded of it... thank you for your words tonight... M |
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