cotton upon my cheek,
birds in the multiples singing,
dawn’s sunlight hitting my red hair,
and with you is my where
*Sorry for the double post. I just wanted the video to pop up.
cotton upon my cheek,
birds in the multiples singing,
dawn’s sunlight hitting my red hair,
and with you is my where
*Sorry for the double post. I just wanted the video to pop up.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Well… Audrey Dawn… I think I wrote a very appropriate poetic response to this wonderful post… but I refrained from posting it… Sometimes… I do think before I speak… (but not often)…
So… I’ll just say… beautiful poetry… beautiful song… Thank you for being you.
Michael
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Now, Michael, refraining from sharing your poetry is the truest form of travesty in my opinion. Who you are is welcome here in every way. You know I love your poetry and this fact will never change. Don’t deny me. Your words, heart and mind are a splendid trio.
Thank you for reading me.
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I am very touched by this one, Audrey.
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We’ve all been here, you know. Having that someone/moment.
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Beautifully written, Poetess!!
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Thank you very much, Debbie 🙂
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Red hair wins every time♡
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You are beautiful, redhaired one. ♡
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Ditto Rufus sister♡♡
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With you is my where is such a lovely sentiment.
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Thanks, Butch. I wrote the poem this morning. Tried not to over think it. I’m happy with the result.
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It worked. 🙂
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You’re too kind
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