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Strolling down poems path Swaying to the words Crying from the memories Dancing to the music Feeling love's embrace Laughing at myself Flying away on a journey Or losing my temper It all depends What flower I stop to pick

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Date: 3/24/2020 9:04:00 AM
Hi Timothy, love the metaphor you leave us with of the flower in your garden of memories and the music to the array of your emotions.
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Timothy Mcguire
Date: 3/26/2020 9:17:00 PM
Thanks Miss Line
Date: 3/12/2020 12:05:00 AM
So true Timothy, it all depends on what flower (mood) you pick. Tom
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Timothy Mcguire
Date: 3/12/2020 5:43:00 PM
Thanks Tom

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