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Tatterdemalion

Three bangle bracelets three initial charms, discrete July birthday gift from my grandkids. Three bangle bracelets initially a set complete until one bangle hit the skids. Searching for a small bauble proved very unsuccessful December has too many places. Searching for a new bauble proved equally distressful, I must buy a whole new bracelet. Four months later a downpour caused flooding along our ditch checking it out, discovery! Four months later that downpour had washed my dogie from her niche April rains had set her free. Tatterdemalion she looked deplorable and mangled having spent months on the street. Tatterdemalion she looks adorable, re-bangled my good-luck charm – oft-beat. written May 2, 2017

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Date: 5/13/2017 8:50:00 AM
Hi Reason: Please accept me as a fan. I loved this poetic rendition of a lost bauble and who hasn't lost one at one time or another. It stirred me to read many more of your poems and I was deeply moved.
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Date: 5/15/2017 1:21:00 PM
I thank you, Ralph and am glad to have a fan. It was a special moment to look down and see what I had looked for so long elsewhere. Glad you took time to read other pieces. I appreciate your supportive comment.

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