Saunni
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since 2000-07-11
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West Virginia
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2003-12-08
11:26 PM
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This was written about my Aunt. All of which was and is true. The eight through this poem means of the month and of time as in A.M, and P.M. I knew she would understand this but I know others may not.
Eight Something
It was all God given and straight from the heart of eternity All here in it's most rewarding proof of time It's been a tender awakening to indulge in these mighty surroundings To long, to live, and to love you so divine...
Inspiration never acknowledges that there's a limit to life It just creates moments to keep us ever warm I wasn't there when God decided to bless this world with an angel I just know it was eight something when a little girl was born...
Years extended their hands to the rising of splendid growth And, to your height of harmoniousness yet known But, I remember my little soul looking there into your eyes And, it was eight something when I saw my own...
From then on I never went back to what I didn't recognize I roamed familiarity and it's path all the way through I never once turned my head from the honesty I'd come to have And, that's how I've completed the miles... because of you...
Years have extended their hands to my own kind of growth And, you're still my every yesterday and my today Once again, you saved me, in the middle of my unknowning And, at eight something, in delicate form, you chased it away...
It is all of character and the grounds we touch Maybe never even realizing it meant that much But, I have all seasons and all reasons to smile So, understand if I still linger in eight something awhile...
Saundra
Sauni The Only Time I See The Sun Is When I'm Within That Vanilla Breeze.The Only Time I'm One With The Sun Is When He Shelters Me From The Rain.[This message has been edited by Saunni (12-08-2003 11:32 PM).]
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steavenr
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2003-12-08
11:33 PM
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Sometimes it is just good to bathe oneself in the afterglows of memories.
I really liked the line:
"Inspiration never acknowledges that there's a limit to life It just creates moments to keep us ever warm"
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passing shadows
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2003-12-09
02:58 AM
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Saundra, you are an astounding talent!
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Earth Angel
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2003-12-09
10:34 AM
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You had both been divinely blessed with the presence of each other in your lives ~ and continue to be...
I'm always on the look out for your poetry, but you make me wait so long in between your postings! lol Oh, well, I must admit, you make up for it when you finally do post one for us to read!
Lovin' hugs, Linda
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GhostWriter_6
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2003-12-09
10:37 AM
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very nyce piece u have here.. i enjoyed the read from top to bottom.. there isnt much more that i can say .. but it was definately worth the read... Thanx.....
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garysgirl
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2003-12-09
11:22 AM
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Saunni, I loved this poem that is written with such love and tenderness....from your heart. I especially liked this part.....
Inspiration never acknowledges that there's a limit to life It just creates moments to keep us ever warm
Thank you for sharing this beautiful part of your heart with us. Hugs, Ethel
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