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My Old Walking Stick

A old tree branch that had fallen to the ground Polished it up, mended all the cracks, looking good as new Now we can both walk

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Kate Mcnaughton

Date: 9/28/2009 4:27:00 PM

Thankyou Danny, I adore this write of yours, im looking forward to reading all of your work. x

Kate Mcnaughton

Date: 9/28/2009 1:38:00 PM

How lovely, I enjoyed this, reminds me of something my late father would have done. xx

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/28/2009 4:36:00 AM

This one is delightful. It reminds me of my father-in-law who has departed. He had a small limb made into a walking stick. Keep writing. Sara

P Sheart

Date: 9/27/2009 9:02:00 AM

Hi Danny I love this! Brings back wonderful memories for me.This reminds me of a old indian friend who's spirit I still keep with me here in the Alaskan forest. I like how you honor the walking stick, here's to the trees spirit staying close to you on your walk!!Take care and thanks for bringing a smile to my heart here today. Love Light Truth Love Patricia