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Very poignant
posted by
malcolm
on March 30, 2011 at 5:25 AM
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Ahhh but you did darlin', just close your eyes and you can see the moments preserved in their bottles for you to experience all over again. Lovely poem, only you can make sadness so wonderful to read xoxoxo
posted by
lionreign
on March 28, 2011 at 12:24 PM
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SOMETHING SO LOVELY AND FREE COULD NOT BE BOTTLED
posted by
Riversidepoet
on March 27, 2011 at 8:34 PM
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Sinome
Fateful words love. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on March 26, 2011 at 8:42 PM
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Sinome
Ach it is never too late even if all is left are loving memories, be that your fate.
posted by
WileyJohn
on March 26, 2011 at 4:24 PM
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When you are there you think it will last forever.
When you are no longer there, then you wish you had.
Such is life.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 26, 2011 at 3:45 PM
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I want to cry reading this........I am doing just that, bottling every
precious moment that Wiley and I have.
posted by
Kabu
on March 26, 2011 at 2:54 PM
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It's amazing how fast it all flies by.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 26, 2011 at 12:39 PM
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That you can remember them means you've saved them. Just need to back it
up now, i guess
posted by
Straightforward
on March 26, 2011 at 10:50 AM
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Very nice, but I like the previous poem better, especially the first parts!
posted by
2902
on March 26, 2011 at 8:34 AM
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Much longing there.
posted by
adnohr
on March 26, 2011 at 6:29 AM
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posted by
Annicita
on March 25, 2011 at 8:32 PM
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Sinome
For some reason this reminds me of Thomas More: "Fond memory brings the light of other days around me."
posted by
Nautikos
on March 25, 2011 at 7:52 PM
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Beautiful as always. Bottle these beautiful moments you are having now as well...
posted by
Justi
on March 25, 2011 at 7:43 PM
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Don't we all wish we can save love in bottles
We always can have it when we need it.
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on March 25, 2011 at 2:56 PM
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Love it..."bottled" says it all, but wodered about "way back then" and 2nd line--"then" because time past was already being implied. What do you think? Also, especially like last line...what chance agaist fate? echoing the heroism of the human condition against our eternal nemesis.
posted by
jfm32
on March 25, 2011 at 2:11 PM
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A heart felt poem, but I feel that there is to much love in you for regrets...even in death we save the good things.
posted by
UtahJay
on March 25, 2011 at 1:00 PM
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