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I Wandered Lonely As An Orphan

I lived lonely, like an orphan, their single, only child. Envied others with siblings, often. They must make life worthwhile! I found my greatest joy in dreams of what I wished to be, a doctor, teacher or a queen, imagination wild and free. Like a bird within my mind I’d see lands far away and in encyclopedias find where I’d go one day. My bedroom was a magic place in seconds to transform, a surgical suite or classroom space, projecting my future upon. I could have played at being mean taking human lives, releasing all the angry fiends in which one's envy lies. Thank goodness for a mind that went beyond four walls of thought. Where strong imaginations sent good impressions to be sought. 9/20/2022

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Date: 9/25/2022 12:14:00 AM
Wow! Congrats! Thanks for sharing this... so uplifting, concluded by the last paragraph. Being a "Mom" to our children in our orphanage, I'm blessed by your muse. God bless you.
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Date: 9/24/2022 4:05:00 AM
Janis this is a wonderful entry for the contest. I love the innocence of the child in your poem and the choice a person has. They can either let a troubled past make them mean and angry, or they can allow it to teach them to have more appealing qualities. The last two verses of your poem puts this message across to me. Thank you for entering, congrats on your placement and your poem is added to my faves :-D
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Janis Thompson
Date: 9/24/2022 11:20:00 AM
Thanks for the gracious placement, fave and your encouraging comments. I pray blessings and favor for you. Have another contest like this one. I love the Romantic poets. This was a wonderful idea, Natasha.
Date: 9/20/2022 3:08:00 PM
"Thank goodness for a mind that went beyond four walls of thought' WOW!!!! That's the fulcrum this poem is levered on and lifting its hefty burden. Great write Janis.
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Janis Thompson
Date: 9/21/2022 8:46:00 AM
Blessings John.

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