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Ways it Was
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Ways it Was |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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Remembering ways it was and used to be’s Like grains of sand slipping away between us Luxuries like time through the hourglass quickly pass Leaving a slow and lonely longing to grasp our together like we used to LGR©2/17/12 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sad refrain here, Lori. I understand it, having been there. Sometimes those grains of sand, when misplaced are never able to find their way back, can never recapture what was. I hope this is not the way it happens to you. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
A willing heart always finds a way my friend Thanks  Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sorry, you are right. I am wrong. Sometimes I misinterpret poetry, I think I did that here. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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