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Father's Hated Call

Unfinished sandcastles repeat in visions encountered in dreams. The planning of them was so sweet: unfinished sandcastles. Repeat, unfinished; and rivals would bleat with joy as they clutched their ice-creams. Unfinished sandcastles repeat with triumphant besiegers' screams.

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Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 12/28/2014 9:00:00 AM

Nicely penned Triolet, Perry

Perry Mcdaid
Date: 12/31/2014 6:56:00 PM

Thank you, Dr Mehta. Happy New Year.

Dorian Petersen Potter

Date: 12/28/2014 5:29:00 AM

Hello Perry! I haven't seen you for awhile. Hope you had a very nice Christmas. Excellent pen here! Triolet is a nice form and you got this one right. Enjoyed reading yours my very dear friend. A 7 for you! And I wish you a very Happy New Year and your family too! Nice to have see in the soup and posting again. Have a very lovely day! :) Love and hugs! xxx D.

Perry Mcdaid
Date: 12/31/2014 6:56:00 PM

Thanks, Dorian - always a pleasure. Happy New Year.