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Tornadoes and Babies
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Tornadoes and Babies |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
A garden not seeded Such care I take to remove the weeds But why? Because nothing is planted anyway Eleven years of babies And tornadoes And now the storm has settled I see now There were countless fields of meadows We could have frolicked in Plentiful, we could have filled our hands with flowers But the dust and the grit I saw And so I stood my ground With strong arms I pushed at its powerful weight Had I snubbed my nose in defiance I could have planted my fields My vast fields Instead, I weeded them; one arm tied behind my back And now they are so empty So empty What is my job? To go And plant my fields |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Copperbell I would think so, enjoyed the read. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Copperbell, I realize this is not your first post, but the first I have read. Welcome to Passions. I'm going to enjoy your writing! Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
interesting work... I enjoyed |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
a tough job...but someone's got to do it. Nice M |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
Thank you everyone for posting a reply. I appreciate knowing that someone read what I wrote - this is a neat place to be able to share some of my writing. I look forward to sharing some more. |
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