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A morning with the ones I love most, the sun touching treee tops, a light wind, thoughts of how lucky I am.
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Touching Love
I reach high and touch the wind and know its substance:
Soft scent of Spring surrounding sounds of those I love.
Breathe deep and love touches me.
4/2/12
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| Reviewed by Debbie Lacy |
4/16/2012 |
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Awesome! Great write Charles! Thanks for sharing it! Blessings to you! :)
Debbie |
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| Reviewed by Diana Wiles |
4/3/2012 |
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Perfection!!
Diana... |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
4/2/2012 |
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Beautifully said, Charles,
and no need to say more, it's all here.
Yes!
john |
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| Reviewed by Asa Seeley |
4/2/2012 |
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a blessing. thanks for sharing
asa |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
4/2/2012 |
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| Beautiful!!!...funny I was thinking thoughts on this line before I opened this poem and on my way out to walk my Dog to enjoy the breeze and sunshine~ |
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