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The fingers of the sun touched my bed Breezes from the songs of little birds I fought like a Spartan my eyes are red Read like Athenian for my future bread

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 1/16/2016 3:58:00 PM
Hope to see you back this year Patricia......SKAT
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Date: 3/22/2015 1:07:00 AM
Witty rhyme, Jeanne. Nothing like the sun and birdsong to wake us up from a deep slumber! Ah, but its so much more comfortable to burrow deeper under the sheets during early morn! Love your write. HUgs and smiles!
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Date: 3/21/2015 4:14:00 PM
Hi Patricia, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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Date: 3/20/2015 12:17:00 PM
Patricia, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy 2015, with New Poet Friends @-> LINDA <-@
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