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Sunshine

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Listening to every heart

0 posted 2002-12-17 09:53 PM

~*~
http://www.santamariainn.com

My father had worked for a few years
at the Santa Maria Inn, in California.
The owner was going to renovate the
Rose Garden and get rid of a number
of old rose bushes. Dad was pretty
much a "keeper" of the good things,
and brought this bush home to give
it a new place in which to thrive.

[This message has been edited by Sunshine (12-17-2002 09:54 PM).]

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

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Realms of Light

1 posted 2002-12-17 09:58 PM

I would have liked your Dad! This is quite special, dear Sun!

~hugs,
Linda

Martie

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2 posted 2002-12-17 10:09 PM

Karilea

Wonderful!!!!

Mysteria

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since 2001-03-07

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3 posted 2002-12-18 12:33 PM

Cherish each rose Karilea, as yours seem to grow no thorns.

Laney
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since 2002-12-18

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4 posted 2002-12-18 01:24 AM

The story put a smile on my face..as well as the poem...Thank you!!

--Alana

passing shadows
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displaced

5 posted 2002-12-18 01:25 AM

very special indeed

Nan

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6 posted 2002-12-18 09:41 AM

And he made it bloom, no doubt... as you've done with your words, dear Sunshiny one...

Connel

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since 2002-11-04

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Florida, USA

7 posted 2002-12-18 10:07 AM

Only thing i dont like about simple and peace poems... is that even something off the toipic of whart my father did, still comes up.. lol... My dad too used to do gardenng.. he still does. but not at our house.. He just does it for the money now, but he used to just like doing it.

I wish to become a great poet some day, but it will only come in time. Til then, I shall write my poems, and wait.

vlraynes
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Somewhere... out there...

8 posted 2003-01-21 03:24 AM

Karilea...this is beautiful.
Hugs,
~Vicky
"...until you have read the verse on his heart,
you have not truly met the poet.
~vlraynes

Elizabeth Santos
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since 1999-11-08

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Pennsylvania

9 posted 2003-01-21 03:28 AM

My father, also, had a green thumb and a kind heart
This is a lovely memory
Liz

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

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Canada eh.

10 posted 2003-01-21 09:01 AM

Ooooh this is so lovely!!
~HUgs & Smiles~

~Time has cast a spell on you,
So you won't ever forget me~

Cpat Hair

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11 posted 2003-01-21 09:12 AM

bravo my friend...for the thoughts and the love behind them..

Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla

12 posted 2003-01-21 09:19 AM

Karilea
Excellent my dear.

JamesMichael
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13 posted 2003-01-24 01:42 AM

Enjoyed...james

HelmutB
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14 posted 2003-01-25 07:42 PM

Hello Karelia
I'm just cruising a bit around
When I saw you poem it hit me with sirene sound
Well written even short as is
This poem is nice can bever be a miss
However so, one think I always do
I do remember YOU
Your poem about a lady's glove
You should post it once again it fits like Dove.
Very nice

The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools.

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