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So well written!
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- Such a deep poem. Great work.
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Thank you for the 
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Azur
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July 5, 2009
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I can't even begin to tell you how many trees I got stuck in...lol
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MiaElla
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July 4, 2009
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I remember climbing a tree to hide from the boys, as I was the single girl in the neighborhood, so I was always "the bad guy" when we played. Jumping down, I aimed my index finger at each one, pchu! pchu! The bad guy won that day! Muahaha! Great poem, great reminiscing!
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calia14
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July 4, 2009
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Dear Sam444, I think these are all for you but ended up on mine
Happy 4th of July
That's a pretty nice poem. I remember the tree we used to climb, but it died when my parents had it pruned
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When I turned 21 my dad took me to a bar where all his friends' were.
I didn't drink by then, and he bragged about me when I ordered a coke!
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mariposa75
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July 4, 2009
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Birthday America
Shelly Sam444 Enjoyed reminiscing as I red your story poem Wonderful
have a happy 4th and enjoy your new garden venture of flowers galore
you've planted with joy. Lv. FEmia
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July 4, 2009
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Blessingto to you Sam444
Happy Independence Day your story poem is very meaningful..My husband
has passed and I remember him when his extended tour scared me to
pieces then his helicopter was shot down. Memories will sustain all who
believe and that and pictures are comforting.Bless you Shelly and your
family.Lv. FEmia
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fememefeme
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July 3, 2009
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Awesome....
...As usual.
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July 1, 2009
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Azur
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July 4, 2009
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Great job, Sam.
I remember once, I climbed a tree because my parents were chasing after me (I had done something wrong, shocking) anyway, I stayed up there til after dinner. By the time I came down, they had gotten over their anger. I think they respected the fact that I stayed up in that tree for like, 5 hours. Finally, I had to come down cause I had to pee.
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SpitFire70
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July 4, 2009
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sam, happy 4th! I had the bad habit of climbing trees and not being able
to figure out how to get down from them...
...dumb, I know..lol...I needed a tree map!..
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Rumor
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July 4, 2009
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I used to read high up in trees, now safely under them. :)
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texture
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July 4, 2009
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Not only do I remember, in my mind, I still hang out in that tree; a willow
posted by
bitchbrew9
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July 4, 2009
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Youth is a sate of mind, which you surely sparked with your poem. Great job!
God Bless!
posted by
dougspoetry
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July 4, 2009
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Isn't life full of memories!
posted by
snowview
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July 4, 2009
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I do remember when
and you've encapsulated the feeling brilliantly here
posted by
malcolm
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July 4, 2009
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I remember when I first did some antics :-)
posted by
Straightforward
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July 4, 2009
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I remember somuch and your words set me to thinking
posted by
Kabu
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July 4, 2009
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Beautiful Sammie... very cute and well written. xoxoxo
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Sinome
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July 4, 2009
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