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Painted Houses

In valleys, small towns, and cities alike lit up with conviction and amplified sound triumphant trumpets playing in unison greetings of all to well wishers abound Painted houses strung and silver spoon fed no preoccupation with worry or trepidation seeking pretty pockets filled with gold outshining the moon and many a nation Down river where the pavement hits the dirt no matter the season resources remain thin but empty hands won't deny full hearts regardless if it's neighbor, stranger, or kin Feeding the starving soul makes the man Hailing of just painted houses never can

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Date: 12/27/2016 1:40:00 AM
Its true I guess money cant buy love! Well done.
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Date: 12/24/2016 7:57:00 AM
May Our silver spoon fed dinners be turned to golden ones as we share our food ..our love..our care with those who are less fortunate to have them.Fantastic message Tim.Have a Blessed Christmas.
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Date: 12/24/2016 2:58:00 AM
This is my first Christmas, and also the first time being in a true family! For me this rings true. Thanks Tim.
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Date: 12/24/2016 12:23:00 AM
In the true spirit of Christmas Tim, your poem shines bright! Money can't buy happiness for sure and it is more blessed to give than to receive. If we teach this to our young we will have a better world to live in. A fave Tim. Happy Holidays! 7 ; )
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Date: 12/23/2016 5:13:00 PM
Such a wide gap between the haves and the have nots Tim and it is very evident at this time of the year - very poignant piece Tim:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 12/23/2016 2:37:00 PM
- A poem for thought .... and I agree with your words, Tim: "Christmas should come from the heart and not the pocketbook" - Best wishes for a Merry Christmas - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 12/23/2016 1:49:00 PM
Amen, Tim. Happiness has no price tag and love comes from the heart, not the hardware store. A beautiful poem that deals with reality.
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Tim Smith
Date: 12/23/2016 1:51:00 PM
Thanks DT...have a blessed Christmas

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