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A Promise

I don’t remember the day I almost died but they tell me that I did now here I am to tell the tale and the hopefulness it gives for I made a promise to myself to live as never before cause life is all too frail my friend to live behind closed doors Be strong and happy everyday let those you love know no bounds for it may end too soon for you to share what you have found hold tight that love within your heart and tend the seeds with care for in the end that’s all we have the love we’ve nurtured here

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/23/2009 8:59:00 AM
Yes a promise worth its weight in gold to keep. Amazing writing Trudy. Love, Carol
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Date: 7/23/2009 6:43:00 AM
...and when our time on earth is through and we have gone away, the love we leave with others will help them find the way...my goodness, you do have a way with words. lary houston
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Date: 7/10/2009 8:02:00 PM
I really enjoyed the senserity of your poem. It really is true. thsnks for posting it.
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Date: 7/10/2009 4:35:00 PM
so true! Light & Love PS please add to our story for Rhonda Hero...in my blog...it's to cheer her up!
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Date: 7/10/2009 6:51:00 AM
Stunning flow and music in this poem. Wise and very inspirational. This one is a gem on so many levels. Awesome. Love Heidie
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Date: 7/10/2009 4:51:00 AM
Trudy, dear friend, I love this, so nostalgic, so true. At 80, this fits me perfectly. As for 'Old House'...I posted long, long ago under my pen name which I decided was silly so withdrew everything and haven't used the poems again under daver. Old House is super nostalgic. I'm just a sentimental old fool. Anywho, am posting Old House today just for you. Love, daver
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Date: 7/9/2009 8:28:00 PM
B-e-a-utiful!
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Date: 7/9/2009 8:13:00 PM
I love this piece my friend.. nurturing the seeds that we have now and making sure they receive our attention and love..love the beat to this poem..well done.
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Date: 7/9/2009 8:11:00 PM
Great point, memories are the only thing that may remain in the end @.@ great poem, excelente advise!!! thanks for the experience =D
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