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Desert frogs |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981
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Years without rain Have slowed us down Until the dust coats our skin And we just disappear. For years we lay waiting Until hope is gone And we give up And get ready to stop breathing. Until it rains again Never before has mud been so cherished [This message has been edited by Nan (10-13-2002 01:58 PM).] |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
Opps didn't mean to do that! [This message has been edited by Wind (10-13-2002 09:16 PM).] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
wind, there is an edit tool the icon that looks like pencil and paper. Other than that, welcome to Passions, and enjoyed the read  El riesgo vive siempre! |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome poem about frogs. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssss) Oh Wind, I know just how you feel, here in Denver they say this is the driest year in 300 years approximately and I yearn for the rain so much too! (sigh) Here's a rain dance wishing for the rain to come to you, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Wind, 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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TradingSpaces19 Member
since 2002-08-31
Posts 134Arvada, Colorado |
this is a powerful poem it is really good. thank you for sharing. please feel free to write to me if you ever want to or need to talk. andrea |
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reluctantlyme Junior Member
since 2002-10-28
Posts 34 |
I think this was about more than frogs. At least the way I read it. No matter how good looking she is... someone, somewhere is glad she's gone. |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
Yeah, it is also about how people are losing their imaginations and can't think for themselves. Wow, so everyone just decided to unearth my old poems? Thanks, I couldn't find them.... |
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