| Open Poetry #35 |
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spring's sprigs |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia
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To never even try... is the same as giving up. But you are not one for giving up when there is even a scent of hope, and even when a chilled spring offers few sprigs or buds of hope, a bountiful bouquet can be made from weeds, if need be. But you already know that, don't you? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wonderful piece so uplifting! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
thanks, Dixie gal, glad you enjoyed! |
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Opoetry4me Member
since 2002-10-11
Posts 126Dixon, Ky USA |
This is very nice. Makes you want to ![]() Good job. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
thanks! |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
I'd say you are absolutely not one to give up. Nice write. Ken Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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Interloper![]()
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
scintilla of hope hanging by our fingernails just a shred of hope ~*~ I love this piece! Write on! Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
thanks, Ken, you are so right! loper! thanks for the visit and the kind signing |
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