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Out of the Box

The end may become a beginning, to go away can be to arrive, life,as nature has its seasons, sometimes short bit oftimes long; To sense the aroma of change, to experiment a new attire, walking without a map, looking forward,neverback; Th past,as yesterday,will ever be remembered,blessed,but filed away, a stage,a stepping stone a springboard to another day. Today is done,tomorrow will be a future advnture,rests with thee.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/31/2010 9:29:00 AM
very nice write loved it faleshia and thank you for all your comments faleshia
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Date: 3/31/2010 8:19:00 AM
Enjoyed reading this piece Brian. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/31/2010 7:55:00 AM
A sonnet that expresses life, so frankly, beautifully, just as it is....a stepstone to something better. Lovely. Carrie
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Date: 3/31/2010 6:53:00 AM
neat poem!! gret
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Date: 3/31/2010 5:38:00 AM
The last two lines interesting...I wrote one this morning a Prose Poetry...similiar thoughts...Keep the creative pen flowing..Like your opinion on one that I have written "Bread Of Remorse"...Sara
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Date: 3/31/2010 4:12:00 AM
Just read Jim Goff's haiku about the "endless journey" of migrating birds and can sense a similarity in your message. Each day presents new challenges and we must use what we have learned from the pas to make tomorrow better. Lovely sonnet, Brian. Wishing you a Happy Easter! Love, Carolyn
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