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Do We Ever Really Say Goodbye

Memories stay as pictures with words in the mind. We may try to erase some, still we can’t rewind. Experiences become part of our intricate lives. Changes remain sweet as honey from bee hives. Feelings are formed in one way or another good or bad. Saying goodbye does not undo the times we have had. What is all this about ‘letting go’? As if we are not supposed to feel all that we know. Life is not to be sifted like flour, poured like cream, Tossed like a salad with veggies steamed. Life is to be honored in the treasure chest of our heart. We are exactly who we are, all experiences played a part. Heidi Sands 5/15/17

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Date: 5/28/2017 1:46:00 PM
I completely agree with this. This is a beautiful poem. :) I love the imagery, I feel like I can see your poem.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/28/2017 1:55:00 PM
Hi Bella. I am happy to hear you enjoyed this one. Thank you for the kind comment :)
Date: 5/19/2017 10:23:00 AM
Oh, simply amazing, Heidi! A 7 and a fave:) your point of view is refreshing and beautiful:)
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Date: 5/19/2017 10:42:00 AM
Hi Jo Daniel. Thank you for the visit and review of the poem with such a kind comment. :) Have a nice day.
Date: 5/18/2017 7:56:00 PM
This is a beautiful poem, filled with imagery that adorn the words like a fresh fallen snow. The setting and the mood of this poem lends itself well to the subject matter of celebrating all aspects of our lives, each moment counts. The words fall gently from the page and collect snuggling together within the heart. Emile.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/18/2017 8:37:00 PM
Hi Emile. Thank you for such a wonderful comment with caring feed back on this poem. I full appreciate it and all your support :)
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Date: 5/18/2017 8:37:00 PM
I meant to say fully appreciate it :)
Date: 5/17/2017 1:07:00 PM
Goodbye is the saddest word. There is nothing good about it. Well done Heidi...
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/17/2017 1:09:00 PM
Thank you Charlie. I appreciate your comment :)
Date: 5/17/2017 12:56:00 AM
farewells are never permanent ; the heart/mind remembers meaningful experiences.. lovely poem, heidi..huggs
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/17/2017 8:47:00 AM
That's true Nette. Thank you for your visit and comment :)
Date: 5/16/2017 10:13:00 AM
What a great poem Heidi The last line says it all brilliant absolutely brilliant Heidi well done in it goes :) :)
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/16/2017 10:24:00 AM
Thanks so much Edward. I am glad you like this one :)
Date: 5/16/2017 8:47:00 AM
Goodbyes can be sad but the memories live on...Nicely penned Heidi
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/16/2017 10:23:00 AM
Hi Joseph. That is true. Thank you. :)
Date: 5/16/2017 6:14:00 AM
You are right my friend, all experiences play a part in who we are. We can say good bye all we want, but that will never change what has happened prior. Really nicely done Heidi.
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Date: 5/16/2017 6:20:00 AM
Hi Chris, I agree. Thanks you :)
Date: 5/16/2017 4:03:00 AM
- A wonderful poem, Heidi - Not goodbye ... we meet again ... hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/16/2017 6:10:00 AM
Thank you Ann-Lise :)
Date: 5/15/2017 8:46:00 PM
This, is great Heidi!! We are, who we are.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/16/2017 6:08:00 AM
Thank you Jeremy :)
Date: 5/15/2017 6:46:00 PM
Heaven is where we never have to say "goodbye." Memories pop up like fresh spring chutes, some welcome and sweet, and others all bristly. Lovely poem.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 5/15/2017 6:48:00 PM
Thank you for your comment. You have put it into words well. :)

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