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hope hope is quivering about to shatter as ancient glass, listen for the music of the high places above eagles flight beyond the vapours of earth. sit beside an old oak back resting on sun warmed bark pray to its undying spirit, please give me the heart to mend my hope.

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Date: 8/17/2017 10:05:00 AM
Humanity lives in hope. We must, all of us, no matter what our circumstances. But hope is fragile, and may easily "shatter as ancient glass". How to rise above, and mend, life's disappointments - you say it so beautifully.
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Patricia Cresswell
Date: 8/17/2017 10:37:00 AM
Thank you Peter. I find hope is a double edged sword. Just my experience but I.m sticker to it.
Date: 8/12/2017 8:01:00 PM
This says so much of who I think you are! Your writings are warm and honest, my dear Patricia!!! Huggsies, Jack xxx
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Date: 8/12/2017 3:10:00 AM
Heavenly write dear, Patricia. One that help us open our ethereal wings and soar to realms unknow! Glorious!
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Patricia Cresswell
Date: 8/12/2017 8:39:00 PM
Your comment is very thoughtful Thank you.
Date: 8/12/2017 12:28:00 AM
Yes my favorite topic too -hope and I always quote Emily Dickens' Hope a thing with feathers. Music again? It sure tunes your writing mood Another gem of a poem
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Patricia Cresswell
Date: 8/12/2017 12:31:00 AM
There is always music if you still your heart and listen. I am so happy that you understand my words.

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