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ÝThe wind controls the weather, colors, and rivers. It brings the elements like a mail carrier or messenger love. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on October 20, 2012 at 6:25 AM
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Strong poem Taps not much chance of survival in those waters sadly. Not a nice thought as you cross the bridge. Our leaves are not showing much colour, lack of sunshine.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 19, 2012 at 11:58 PM
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wonderful post dear one and it all comes together so well with the way you
have given the picture the description and the poem.
posted by
Kabu
on October 19, 2012 at 6:48 PM
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Lovely poem, sad about the desperation which would cause someone to jump off a bridge.
posted by
adnohr
on October 19, 2012 at 12:59 PM
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Wow, what a wildly divergent observation...
We're having very similar weather and wind, but maybe it's a good thing this little town has no big high bridge to jump from. I loved the poem, too. :)
posted by
Pat_B
on October 19, 2012 at 10:37 AM
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Loved the picture and the poem. Drove through your city late last night on our way to St. Louis. You live in a beautiful city.
posted by
UtahJay
on October 19, 2012 at 10:34 AM
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I love watching the leaves blow around, all those colors...I really enjoyed reading the poem.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on October 19, 2012 at 10:19 AM
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