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At Seventeen

~ ~ When you were seventeen He swept you off your feet- Then time soon slipped away Your hair had turned to gray He held you by the hand Until he couldn't stand Your feet stood strong upon the ground The strength he lost, became your own Devoted love you shared Until the end ~ When I was seventeen I saw how love could be I saw how love should be I grew to understand To know how grand true love could be I learned it all from watching you- .................................................................................. For Nette's Contest "At this age" By Carrie Richards 1/9/12

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/11/2012 8:19:00 PM
Beautiful thoughts. Fo me, I got married at 19, my wife was 18. 46 years later she's still putting up with me.
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Date: 1/31/2012 1:01:00 PM
Wow! This is sad and heartwarming at the same time. Beautiful...
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Date: 1/16/2012 1:14:00 PM
A belated congratulations on your win in Nette's "At This Age" contest Carrie. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/14/2012 12:10:00 PM
CONGRATS CARRIE .. AMAZING TREASURED CREATION SO LOVING AND TOUCHING.. MY OWN PARENTS CAME TO MIND READING THIS ..
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Date: 1/14/2012 7:27:00 AM
A beautiful poem here Carrie.And I think your mother here.A great tribute to her.Congrats on your win.
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Date: 1/14/2012 7:29:00 AM
'I think you WROTE ABOUT your mother here..'
Date: 1/14/2012 5:33:00 AM
what a wonderful deserving winner this is, congrats.. harry
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Date: 1/13/2012 11:14:00 PM
I just love this one. 17 is a great age! I love how you involved more than just yourself with this one. congrats on the win.
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Date: 1/13/2012 8:57:00 PM
I really enjoyed the simplicity of this piece, Carrie! A pure write. :-) I think this is about your Mom? How wonderful. I hope to be able to provide this for my own daughter. Congrats on the win, Cyndi
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Date: 1/12/2012 7:35:00 PM
You described how it was to be seventeen better than Janis Ian. Another good write Carrie.
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Date: 1/12/2012 2:34:00 PM
Beautiful and touching write, Carrie. Many congrats to you too, my friend - and a very happy NY : )
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Date: 1/11/2012 12:51:00 PM
I gasp with relief to know that I will not have to re-live those young twisted thoughts again ! *smiles* Great write dear poet ! Have a wonderful New Year my friend....much love, james
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Date: 1/11/2012 2:15:00 AM
Lovely poem Carrie. Oh to be young again. Well done. Pam
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Date: 1/10/2012 7:34:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your magnificent poetry this morning Carrie and wish you the best in the contest. I hope to be able to read a lot more of your writing in this new year of 2012. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/10/2012 6:47:00 AM
aww... a sentimental write. I love how you described this, especially the last line. you're lucky that you had a good example to follow - love as it should be. good luck in the contest :)
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Date: 1/9/2012 7:15:00 PM
Fantastic write Carrie!! I loved how you phased these lines...very nicely done! !7 was a nice age a greater understanding to love, 15 was terrible though, ha ha! Awesome Work!!
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Date: 1/9/2012 6:49:00 PM
Beautiful Carrie. Love is an overdone subject for poetry and difficult to do from a fresh perspective. This poem is terrific!
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Date: 1/9/2012 5:35:00 PM
17 was a good year
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