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Sometimes

(Rhyme) Sometimes we can't stop we feel like a spinning-top, our lives revolves so crazy like a non-stop merry go 'round. Sometimes we feel so energized we feel like jumping high, but at times we're in the dumps we feel like,we just want to cry. Sometimes we want to laugh so loud but we don't know how, smiling doesn't come that easy when we know something isn't right. Sometimes we wake up to a very bright day but there are times in our life when we don't seem to see beyond clouds in the sky. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 December,10,2014
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Trifiatis Avatar
December 11, 2014 at 7:58 AM
Very descriptive verses expressing reality in all its harshness! Thought provoking poem, dear Dorian, excellently done! Hugs!
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December 11, 2014 at 3:11 AM
- Dear Dorian, thanks for your thoughts in a lovely poem - It is precisely there, simply the present day, the meaning of life is: Not in depth, in one or other insights that we have not yet received - No, right before our eyes are the opportunities. Nothing is hidden - It only applies to see it - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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December 10, 2014 at 9:41 PM
Lovely reminder on what all of us have at some point in our lives been guilty of, that of looking at things through our limited perspective and not through God's, hence we fall victim to what's immediate. Thank you for the moment of self-reflection, Dorian. Your soul is as lovely as your poem. Kim Patrice :)
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December 10, 2014 at 5:34 PM
Dorian, I love the verse in the photo. Our lives while young are a nonstop ride, too many things in our lives to really focus sometimes on our own selves. Then when we do slow down and wonder have we accomplished everything we wanted, we fall on our sorrows because we didn’t succeed. And we need not to because we can only do so much and that is all we can do. Blessings eve 7
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