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It May Be A Struggle
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It May Be A Struggle |
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SmartChick Member Rara Avis
since 2001-09-23
Posts 7081On A Journey To The Unknown 
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~By Sue~ I gave you all I had to give Never was it enough for you Now I have nothing left to give There is nothing else I can do Now I am focusing on myself All of the things I want to do The plans I have made now To make my life brand new I know it may be a struggle But this never bothered me A life I have always wanted I am going to get you see With flowers growing in my yard A birdfeeder hanging from a tree A birdhouse for the birds to live in Singing their sweet songs to me 8-12-02 |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like this poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Miah Senior Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 1062Pennsylvania |
Oh, this is lovely. Cheers to you.  |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smiles) Yes, always build birdhouses in your soul and always let the canaries of hope fill your heart and believe tomorrow happiness will come that I just know will come true for you! (kiss on cheek) This is wonderful, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Sue, 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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Paddy Member
since 2002-09-23
Posts 52Straya |
haha Delightful. You tell him SmartSue. Anyone who enjoys birdsong is on my side. I guess one becomes content with one’s poetry when one opens the book ten years hence and does NOT exclaim, “Did I really write this?” |
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