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Childern seldom know the love given freely
Photograph by:jdgriffin.griffin-grafix.com
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In the marsh lands buried deep in the mire are treasures of the heart
children seldom feel or see the reflected kiss bestowed upon their soul
fathers protecting from above the quag and silt of life, giving guidance's love
but if youth took the time to stop making eddies in the waters of life
they would view and explore the stillness in the calm parents vigilant quest
The watchful heart takes heed in the shadows cast upon the slate onyx water
telling a tale of lessons taught with patients haste and feathered petition
even as undertows pull the stead fast sentinel, from the winds above, they shelter
keeping the little one in the shallows close to the nesting reeds of home
knowing the day will come when all birds must fly, winging on currents of life
taking with them all that was bestowed, a reflected kiss proffered upon the waters
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| Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson |
3/9/2005 |
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glad i got a chance to read this, you
hope you post again soon
take care |
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| Reviewed by E. Richardson |
12/13/2004 |
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| excellent work, Cheryl. The flow if imagery in this is classically good. |
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| Reviewed by Hooves Of Fire |
11/10/2004 |
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There is beautiful imagery in this writing. Well done and oh to be loved and protected that way forever.
Fine work!
Hooves |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
9/1/2004 |
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Beautiful heartfelt piece Cheryl!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
9/1/2004 |
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A marvelous heartfelt write, and a splendid graphic, too, Cheryl.
Nice to see you posting! |
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