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  1. Date: 4/7/2013 6:31:00 PM
    a truly beautiful poem. SuZ

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  1. Date: 9/10/2012 1:25:00 PM
    Congratulations on your well deserved win in the contest of Joyce "My Favorite" Rauwolfia. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 9/10/2012 9:27:00 AM
    Congratulations fantastic win :)

  1. Date: 9/9/2012 11:27:00 AM
    congratulations on your big win Rauwolfia..great write!! cheers!!

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 9:58:00 PM
    Congratulations on your win. Well done Lee

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 7:44:00 PM
    Rauwolfia, congrats on your 1st place win! I enjoyed your poem's smooth flow and excellent rhyme. A lovely write. Love, KIm

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 4:10:00 PM
    This is beautiful Rauwilfia,a super write .Congratulations, well done !!!!!! Hugs Anne

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 1:42:00 PM
    This is so beautiful and certainly worthy of your first placement. Congratulations on your win with this fine piece. :)

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 12:17:00 PM
    congratulations! well written

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 11:38:00 AM
    Rauwolfia,Congrats on your 1st place win !!Beautiful poem.

  1. Date: 9/8/2012 3:56:00 AM
    Congratulations Rauwolfia on your fine win xx

  1. Date: 9/7/2012 8:13:00 PM
    Rauwolfia, congratulations, in Joyce's favorite contest... good night~ PD

  1. Date: 9/7/2012 5:51:00 PM
    congratulation in the contest. very well written piece

  1. Date: 9/7/2012 3:29:00 PM
    Dear Rauwolfia: I have never read any of your poetry before and am so pleased that this beautiful poem was not by someone I already knew so I can't be accused of playing favorites. Congratulations on a beautiful rhyme. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 8/29/2012 2:27:00 PM
    awesome poem .....................very very nice poem............ The air is cold and so the song The wind has sung for hours long, But though its voice is pleading and Its grip upon my shoulders strong, but i can understand So when the branches of the trees Bend low before the passing breeze, And when I hear that pleading cry That always haunts the winter eves I can reply.