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| Open Poetry #22 |
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Walk With Me |
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iluvhellokitty21 New Member
since 2002-09-24
Posts 8USA |
wrinkled fingers interlock as they walk hand in hand where they have walked so many times in different seasons in different trials in the happy times and the sad they have walked close together all the while becoming one the oneness that is craved by so many but found by so few how lucky are these two within the pure rapture of a walk a walk as one |
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Daniel van Vliet Member
since 2001-08-31
Posts 80 |
.... nice thoughts here. |
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garysgirl  
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
I love the thoughts in your poem. It sounds like my parents in their walk of life all these many years. |
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