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After you left, I Found my pride crouching inside A homeless man’s box I crawled inside and Collapsed, releasing the last Of love’s butterflies 8/5/11 Susan Burch

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Date: 10/21/2011 7:05:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in P.D.'s "any old butterfly poem" contest Susan. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/15/2011 11:11:00 PM
Congratulations on your HM Susan
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Date: 10/15/2011 8:31:00 PM
Susan ~, CONGRATULATIONS~ and thank you for your wonderful H.M.. in my butterfly contest,..p.d.
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Date: 10/15/2011 8:06:00 PM
Congrats Susan on HM with these lovely lines of butterfly poetry luv..
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Date: 8/29/2011 11:44:00 PM
Waiting on a new poem from you, dearie. I have like three more to post but waiting for my last one to get more reads first. I sure hope I can get around to the secrets contest. That one is a blast to read the entries.
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Date: 8/10/2011 1:43:00 PM
What a sad write this is, Susan, but so moving-- your second senryu especially touched so much. Really like your title for this!
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Date: 8/10/2011 6:36:00 AM
wonderful and expressive write!! enjoyed reading your poem!!!!---Lori
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Date: 8/8/2011 12:38:00 PM
Sad and touching piece, Susan. Sue's leg is on the mend, thanks - she's been on sickleave for a month now, but she's getting there. And she's still waiting for the bladder op. Hope you're well : )
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Date: 8/8/2011 11:15:00 AM
Poetic and expressive. Pride often takes a mighty tumble, but hope springs eternal. Love, Robert.
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Date: 8/6/2011 9:53:00 PM
Reminds me of the quote - I don't know from who - "Love has built its mansion in the place of excrement" Peace & Love Matthew Anish
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Date: 8/6/2011 9:42:00 PM
it got me!
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Date: 8/5/2011 8:33:00 PM
Ahhh, poor guy. The title of this makes me think of my daughter's bedroom ceiling when she lived at home and how it had butterflies above her head. How nice if this man could have those love's butterflies on his cardboard ceiling to give him hope!
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Date: 8/5/2011 5:14:00 PM
Very expressive work...Enjoyed reading..Hoping that this is a metaphoric write and not a real life happening..Sara
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