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Every Color To Be

Indian yellow sky melts into the horizon as far as I can see. If only I could touch it and bring warmth inside of me. It would cure me of this pain and bring a simple remedy. As the hawk flies, I could move just as elegantly. I could soar through problems easily and graciously. I could build a nest up high safe and securely. Even sift the rain, to keep only a positive memory. Oh, how nice it would be as I am lifted above so freely. As if I had wings of a hawk in the skies of every color to be. Heidi Sands 1/31/17

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Date: 1/31/2017 10:45:00 PM
Heidi you never cease to amaze. Another beautiful poem, so perfectly written in it goes. :)" :)"
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Heidi Sands
Date: 2/1/2017 7:50:00 AM
Thank you so much Edward :)
Date: 1/31/2017 9:23:00 PM
Very impressive display Heidi
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Heidi Sands
Date: 2/1/2017 7:50:00 AM
Thank you Tim :)
Date: 1/31/2017 6:46:00 PM
I really enjoyed this one, Heidi! An excellent write!
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Heidi Sands
Date: 2/1/2017 7:50:00 AM
Thank you so much ! I appreciate your comment :)
Date: 1/31/2017 5:16:00 PM
Hi Heidi, I saw this write to be very uplifting:-) Alexis
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Heidi Sands
Date: 1/31/2017 5:27:00 PM
Thank you Alexis :)
Date: 1/31/2017 4:34:00 PM
My friend, reading your poetry has always led me to believe that you do have the ability to fly above nature, because your poetic view is always spectacular.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 1/31/2017 4:51:00 PM
Thank you For your comment and friendship Chris :)

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