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In Amsterdam

Walking past a "coffee shop," The weed comes wafting out. Though once I would have thus indulged, Today I'll do without. Somehow that's been tucked away, A relic of my past, Like youth and risks and craziness - It wasn't meant to last. But how that smell just brings it back! With every single whiff I'm tempted just to take a toke, But I'll stick to a sniff.

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Barbara Nelson

Date: 4/14/2014 5:35:00 PM

I'm assuming "7" is the highest rating you can get. You have caught Amsterdam and those fleeting moments exactly. Glad to be able to read your work. Thank you.

Robert Johnson

Date: 3/31/2014 10:46:00 AM

Are you traveling this much for real or just in your imagination? I had to stop taking trips too and not leaving the farm. :)

Robert Johnson
Date: 4/6/2014 5:41:00 PM

Well welcome back to the world as we used to call the states when I was in Germany in the service.

Ilene Bauer
Date: 4/6/2014 4:18:00 PM

hey robert! i just got back from my first ever river cruise through holland and belgium so it's all for real. it was an amazing trip...

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/30/2014 2:52:00 PM

- "But I'll stick to a sniff." ...:) ... love it - Well written Ilene! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Ilene Bauer
Date: 4/6/2014 4:18:00 PM

thank you, anne lise! i always appreciate your stopping by...