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this is so beautiful Taps, I enjoy so much reading your writing, thanks for sharing, may God bless
posted by
Riversidepoet
on October 13, 2016 at 6:16 PM
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Re: Re: Kabu
yes. sometimes I think he is the bravest man I have ever known. Is it any wonder that we love him!
posted by
Kabu
on October 13, 2016 at 10:40 AM
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Oh, two poems today. I love it.
An empty heart is rough on a person's soul.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on October 13, 2016 at 10:36 AM
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Good poems, I suppose it depends on ones ability to grasp the days as they pass. When one no longer wishes to, sleep prevails. 
posted by
C_C_T
on October 13, 2016 at 7:29 AM
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I think this way sometimes.
I think we must deliberately walk through the melancholy and do something purposeful.
posted by
Pat_B
on October 13, 2016 at 5:26 AM
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the LORD gave us memories - & ones that remain powerful - for His plan
Everything that is lost, will be restored by Him (Joel 2:25). What would the children have for wisdom, if the older generation forgot painful memories? shalom shalom
posted by
NocrossJustchristmas
on October 12, 2016 at 6:44 PM
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TAPS
Powerfully sad! This requires more words than I have right now, so I'll just give you a 
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posted by
Nautikos
on October 12, 2016 at 5:27 PM
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A melancholy poem and story of remembered and lost Loves!
posted by
pendorin
on October 12, 2016 at 4:40 PM
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We end up, being friends with angels love.
posted by
BC-A
on October 12, 2016 at 4:26 PM
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TAPS
It's so sad, both the poem and the story, that it's difficult for me to comment. Well said.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on October 12, 2016 at 3:52 PM
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Re: Kabu
He has been through a lot in his lifetime, hasn't he.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 12, 2016 at 1:43 PM
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I keep telling Wiley I want to live one minute longer than him. So we can be together always. Why him go first...because he has already watched Joyce die.
posted by
Kabu
on October 12, 2016 at 1:33 PM
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Haunting realities..
Very thought provoking; after a certain age, for some, perhaps death is the ultimate blessing. There was a lady age 106 in a care facility I worked at who had no family left but she had so many friends and folks around her who really cared. She was still ambulatory and alert, interested in quilting and able to do some quilt work (her eyesight was poor, even with strong glasses) and she loved interacting with other patients. She seemed at peace and content even during the time I knew her. Strong poems, TAPS..
posted by
Katray2
on October 12, 2016 at 11:11 AM
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