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I Speak Of

I SPEAK OF the delicate years and the words our children hear with delicate ears i speak of the duple meanings have ruined some finest words, tainted innocence i speak of denying teachers use of words in the classroom, those child-gentle words i speak of words – not giving name – to touch imagination, magnify the shame

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/1/2014 10:30:00 PM
I KNOW what inspired THIS one, my friend. VERY NICELY done.
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Date: 1/30/2014 4:28:00 PM
Very strong, in so few words,,,and so full of wisdom....
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Date: 1/29/2014 1:02:00 PM
Great 'peace' on this piece Daver well intended descriptions can bring better into our world; I am sad to see the defamation of your earlier write dear friend; I have made my opinion clear to t p s, I believe the action could not have been considered beforehand, and look forward to it being properly shown..'
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Date: 1/28/2014 9:37:00 AM
It's all about intentions, and yours are the kindest and best, Daver! Still cold here; the snowmen are shivering,.:( If I close my eyes I hear.wind chimes hanging from theirs noses, , with strikers made of icicles. Daver, don't be bothered be by what others say or think, they might have problems that don't belong to you. You aren't. Dear Abbey, are you? Keep well, stay HAPPY, love, Mikki
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Date: 1/28/2014 9:19:00 AM
Nice expressions on abuse, daver
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