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Gratitude is born in hearts that take time to count up past mercies. Charles E. Jefferson
October 07, 2009
they are sisters
hazel and blue
one grade apart
married to cousins
they shared a blue bedroom
tidy and not
a dormer window
fun then pushing
they are best friends
they are after all
separated by miles
sealed never to part
there's nothing like a sister. i love that girl.
very well written. you have a gift with words:)
Wednesday, October 7, 2009 at 6:34:00 AM PDT
Keep it coming, it always makes my day! You have a gift for creating concise words that paint detailed pictures in my mind and heart. I loved today too.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009 at 5:34:00 PM PDT
Cristie. I'm blown away by your poetry. This is beautiful! I love Alison and Katie. How do you manage to spill out poetry day after day? I love reading. Thanks.
Thursday, October 8, 2009 at 11:31:00 AM PDT
My sis! Shes the "tidy" - I'm the "not". I love her dearly.
I love your poem sweet Mom.
Friday, October 9, 2009 at 11:16:00 AM PDT
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Friday, October 9, 2009 at 4:33:00 PM PDT
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