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Re: C_C_T
And thank you. Daisy chains were fun to make. The Gypsy Horses are beauties; perhaps they must be free. How interesting for your father. Well, better to befriend them, I would think. 
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Sea_Gypsy
on November 10, 2016 at 8:58 PM
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Re: Re: Kabu
I am happy dear CCT
posted by
Kabu
on November 10, 2016 at 3:00 PM
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Yes Thank you Shobana sometimes we forget how it was at the time . Be happy.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 10, 2016 at 5:50 AM
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Thank you Taps you deserve a rose. Well a dahlia
posted by
C_C_T
on November 10, 2016 at 5:49 AM
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Re: ChiffChaff
Thank you Bro, keep up the good work.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 10, 2016 at 5:42 AM
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Time does store all our memories and laughter and sometimes it brings out lovely poetry like this CC.
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shobana
on November 10, 2016 at 5:29 AM
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Good stuff you share with us.
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TAPS.
on November 9, 2016 at 8:28 PM
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ChiffChaff
Lovely poetry Bro.
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WileyJohn
on November 9, 2016 at 11:03 AM
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Re: Kabu
Yes I remember him Kabu. I think he was the one you nearly clung to on the back of his old motorcycle. I know it isn't fair but I know most of your past love affairs if they could be called that. I remember you crawling down into the pyramid and also kissing the Blarney stone. Of course and meeting tremulously our dear Wiley. Oh! that makes me shiver. Be happy.
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C_C_T
on November 9, 2016 at 10:32 AM
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Re: RPresta
Thank you RP. May you have Daisy chains around your wrist. I hope your horse is well looked after. There was an interview with a woman who speaks for the remaining gypsies
who still travel to horse fairs. She said it is becoming a problem to look after the horses once they would have grazed the roadside, but not much chance of that now and farmers are not very pleased if they see horses in their fields. My father was made a blood brother to a gypsy when he was a boy he said they cut their wrists and held them together.
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C_C_T
on November 9, 2016 at 10:25 AM
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Re: FS
Thank you FS. Some of these are obvious rehashed repeats, but I try to write different things in between. It is much harder for those who have to call up a poem from scratch. Although once before I came to blogit I wrote a poem every day for about one year.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 9, 2016 at 10:12 AM
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A very deep, reflective poem, I find this to be.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 9, 2016 at 6:52 AM
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C_C_T
A wonderful, loving, wistful poem. I really enjoyed it very much! Just a delight to read. 
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Sea_Gypsy
on November 8, 2016 at 7:47 PM
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Lovely CCT. It is best not to go back years later. I met up with a guy I would have walked across cut glass for at one time. years later I met him and he was fat and he smelt sour and he shot animals with a gun for fun!!!
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Kabu
on November 8, 2016 at 11:53 AM
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