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Love Deferred

The grapes are crushed and trodden, winnowed the golden grain; if winter comes tomorrow my heart shall not complain. Richer this tardy harvest than one could ever dream who has known the taste of famine and drank a drought extreme. Copyright, 7-19-2014 Faye Lanham Gibson

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Date: 7/20/2014 9:35:00 AM
This is coming from somewhere I have been Faye...Keith.
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Faye Gibson
Date: 7/20/2014 6:31:00 PM
Hello, Keith. Thank you for stopping by and commenting on my work.
Date: 7/20/2014 5:36:00 AM
very powerful write Faye. Hugs Jan xx
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Faye Gibson
Date: 7/20/2014 6:31:00 PM
Thank you, Jan. You are a great cheerleader!! ;-)
Date: 7/20/2014 3:29:00 AM
Lovely write Faye,, scent of grief,, power of words ,, great //Upma//
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Faye Gibson
Date: 7/20/2014 6:28:00 PM
Thanks, Upma.
Date: 7/19/2014 10:34:00 PM
oh my, this one is brief but profound. Just how I love them!! So nice!!
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Faye Gibson
Date: 7/20/2014 6:26:00 PM
Thanks, Andrea. I appreciate your comments.

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