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this is very good
posted by
Lanetay
on August 28, 2009 at 7:46 AM
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It is an easy life to fall into
I try to remember that my time is MY servant and it is my choice which needs I fulfil at any given moment.
Beautiful expression, sweetie 
posted by
lionreign
on August 28, 2009 at 7:26 AM
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beautiful and so true, I am like this as well.
posted by
calia14
on August 27, 2009 at 8:14 PM
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time is moving quickly...the seasons change...very lovely!
posted by
Ariala
on August 27, 2009 at 4:47 PM
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Sinome-this is Lovely! Yes-what a difference between 'then' and 'now'!
Life has almost speeded up to a position where we almost can't 'RELAX'-without feeling 'guilty'! Chris.
posted by
Scramble
on August 27, 2009 at 2:25 PM
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Sinome, every season seems to go by faster than the previous one
(except for maybe winter..:), but we bring happy and/or sad memories along with us that will never leave us..
....
posted by
Rumor
on August 27, 2009 at 12:18 PM
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You have summed up the feelings I've been having
especially lately, as I approach my fiftieth year. I could never have articulated it so well and, truly, there are tears pouring down my cheeks
posted by
malcolm
on August 27, 2009 at 10:54 AM
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Sinome
it seems as we get older we forget to take time out for ourselves and have a little fun; this is so important to our well being; lately I have made a conscious decision to do more of that and I have found that even when I do everything still gets done; this is a wonderful reminder to enjoy idle "me moments" without guilt; many blessings and thanks
posted by
mariaki
on August 27, 2009 at 4:58 AM
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It's very true. I tend to feel guilty when I take time out to just sit back and enjoy the tranquil scenes by the sea which is very close to my home. Beautiful imagery. THanks for sharing and also visiting my page.
posted by
elinjo
on August 27, 2009 at 12:38 AM
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wonderful thoughts
posted by
spiderfly
on August 26, 2009 at 10:42 PM
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Poetry’s perennial love. BC-A, Bill’s RJJst
posted by
BC-A
on August 26, 2009 at 9:28 PM
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HAPPY DAYS OF CAREFREE CHILDHOOD. HOW SAD THE OLDER WE GET, THE QUICKER
LIFE RUSHES ON.
posted by
Kabu
on August 26, 2009 at 9:17 PM
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Surely the days slip swiftly and autumn is already sending golden leaf reminders of its arrival coming soon.I would gaze at the night of a million stars again like when young--- sigh!Good post Marta!
posted by
merkie
on August 26, 2009 at 8:07 PM
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Sinome
I can't wait for; "I can just sit somewhere quietly and write." those cool days of fall and winter are the best for writing. Lovely writing you've done again luv
posted by
WileyJohn
on August 26, 2009 at 7:19 PM
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I remember when summers and the like seemingly lasted for an eternity.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on August 26, 2009 at 4:33 PM
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