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I love the glow from this poem...the LIGHT - the silver lining and the hope and the imagery. This bears your sweetness and Love so well dear Sinome. Elyse
posted by
elysianfields
on June 26, 2011 at 6:10 PM
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It does seem to me that the dreams of the young
are much sweeter, lighter, and more free flowing
than those of us old codgers.
posted by
TAPS.
on June 21, 2011 at 4:37 PM
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I like the image of the neon lights weeping
posted by
jollyjeff
on June 21, 2011 at 2:53 PM
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I find that I go through dryspells of dreaming myself.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on June 21, 2011 at 11:42 AM
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posted by
Nita09
on June 21, 2011 at 7:30 AM
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Sinome
® Try to sleep love! LOl. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
posted by
BC-A
on June 21, 2011 at 7:18 AM
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Until tomorrow Simone
posted by
C_C_T
on June 20, 2011 at 11:36 PM
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Sinome
I bet you'll dream again and write more of the beautiful poetry of your dreams, you hopes, your loves.
posted by
WileyJohn
on June 20, 2011 at 8:38 PM
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darling you are such a special person and such a special poet....
sending you lots of hugs.
posted by
Kabu
on June 20, 2011 at 6:55 PM
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This is a beautiful poem all the way to the end.... I will not accept that last line. You can dream, you can live your dreams, you can do anything you want.... You are a wonderful, loving and very talented lady. Be blessed and hug yourself you could use that toady.
posted by
Justi
on June 20, 2011 at 6:15 PM
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