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The Essence Remains

December 29, 2014 sweet pea scent her dolls still sprawled across room bed unmade

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Maurice Yvonne

Date: 4/9/2015 9:44:00 AM

Very touching, very sad, memories of days past.

Justin Bordner

Date: 3/17/2015 9:43:00 PM

Mmmmm...sweat pea, a sweet taste of budding passion, a course yet undefined, unconfined...I really like how this poem bespeaks of growing futures Laura...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 3/18/2015 9:53:00 PM

Love the smell of fresh sweetpea. Brings back a lot of memories. Glad you liked the poem ! ~Laura

Eileen Manassian

Date: 3/14/2015 10:40:00 PM

oh, sweetie. This is sad. Yes, one's presence does linger long after they are gone...To lose a child must be a terrible thing. Congrats on winning in Justin's contest. You wrote a fabulous piece. :) Hugs

Laura Breidenthal
Date: 3/14/2015 11:46:00 PM

Thanks very much! I had this poem tucked in under a load of stuff... forgotten poetry... this one's not too long ago though. Thanks for stopping by! I need to start catching up on your work! I love your poetry! ~Laura