I’ve conceded
to how easily
I’d have fallen
for you,
had I been
given the chance.
Foolish me, and
damn the truth.
I’ve conceded
to how easily
I’d have fallen
for you,
had I been
given the chance.
Foolish me, and
damn the truth.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
I have known that exact moment… and damn the truth. Reality is not where I wish to dwell. So I shall forever imagine………..
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Thank you for sitting near, Michael. I’m so grateful for your attention and understanding of my words. You are a gift. Even imagining causes my tears to flow.
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Love is foolish, isn’t it? What would it be but cold and empty if every aspect were measured and considered rather than that we plunge whole-heartedly into love? As the best of us do. You’re hurting, Audrey, and I hurt for you.
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What I’ve seen of real love is exciting, fun, warm, strong, forgiving, trusting and true. What an amazing gift for so many.
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I need some flowers. But they don’t be surprised that they are difficult to get them to bloom.
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It’s nearly flower time here. Simply need to hold on, Susan.
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The poor things. They had blooms more and then outrageous winds and they cut them short. There are some bravely waiting and hopefully’.
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Our flowers last such short precious moments. Hate to hear this…may your spring bring beautiful blossoms to enjoy.
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Don’t tell me your daffodils are already blooming!!! I’m sooo ready for spring! This is quite lovely … and sums up some people I’ve known. Odd how things work out — or not — in their own time.
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Oh no, but I bet a few more days of warmish weather could cause them to consider it. I think the message in this poem does ruffle some feathers, but I wanted to share something a bit more shocking and real. Every path is different. I’ve been known not to be happy with a few I’ve wanted to be on. Have a great evening. xo
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So much said here – quite a fine work
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Your talented and well read eyes on my poetry is welcome anytime, jf.
I suppose it can be risky to comment on such poems, but I’m grateful you acknowledged my words. Much love to you.
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