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The Train-Zoom!

The Train…Zoom! As the memory drifts in again Capturing the richness of love. Reminiscence my heart did win. Visits with grandmother, beloved. Capturing the richness of love. We, arm in arm, adventure bound. Visits with grandmother, beloved. Two on a train ride to a nearby town. We, arm in arm, adventure bound. The day trip grandmother had planned. Two on a train ride to a nearby town. The picnic basket was in her hand. The day trip grandmother had planned. She and I together, enjoyed the park. The picnic basket was in her hand. We stayed and played ‘til almost dark She and I together, enjoyed the park. It was the first train ride we two shared. We stayed and played ‘til almost dark It was special; I knew she cared. It was the first train ride we two shared. On the way back, we had our own room. It was special; I knew she cared. Lullabies, whistles, and sounds from the train…zoom! It was the first train ride we two shared. Reminiscence my heart did win. It was special; I knew she cared. As the memory drifts in again © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 24, 2010 Dedicated to one of my two wonderful grandmothers... They both live on in my heart.

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Date: 1/25/2010 1:42:00 PM
new poem posted
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Date: 1/25/2010 1:24:00 PM
This is just wonderful. The pantoum was an execellent choice for presentation of your fond memories, Dane Ann. Thanks for your sweet comment on my rose poem. Luv, andrea
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Date: 1/25/2010 11:09:00 AM
How fitting, the first one... I love the emotion you show throughout the poem... Dedication to your grandma... I am posting part two and three of my cross country poem.... I just noticed I failed to complete it... Give me a few before you look.....:JP]
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