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Dreams of Italy

Golden plush juicy olives filled with colors sea bright from the southern border tall beautiful daisies that remind me of my mother's floral dress of paisleys Alpine mountains that echo my father's youthful sight and an ocean so blue it takes my breath away, we were married in a little church not far away then together we sailed across the sea Oh Beautiful Italy, remember us, remember me. January 5 2023

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Date: 1/12/2023 6:18:00 PM
And you paint me there, seeing, tasting, sensing scents & sights of remembered things i make almost mine! So vivid! Thank you for sharing this! sally
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Date: 1/12/2023 7:07:00 PM
thank you Sally for commenting, I hope one day to see Italy
Date: 1/6/2023 7:07:00 PM
So beautiful! Very nice descriptive writing. It must have been difficult for my grandparents to leave and come to America. They fished and raised crops. Very little their homeland could not provide for them. But they had their good reasons I guess. Joe.
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Date: 1/12/2023 7:06:00 PM
Yes Joe I hear its a lovely place, my mom went back when my granny was dying and brought back many movies on reels 8 mm so much memories thankyou for reading
Date: 1/6/2023 1:25:00 AM
Lovely! What a beautiful, sweet poem <3 I want to see Italy, but I suppose that will be only in my dreams. What a gem this precious write. <3
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Date: 1/12/2023 7:06:00 PM
I have desire to see it one day too BJ, it was the native land of my mom and dad, yet I never saw it, not until now, maybe some day

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