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Poetry/Free Verse/The Echo
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1689-936-30
All Rights Reserved, 2024, Constance La France
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Written, November 30, 2024/ Human Written
For the International Contest, How the Echo Filters Reality
Sponsor, Dilly Dally, Judged, 12/04/2024

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I was walking in sweet tranquility along a forest stream, it was a lovely day with bright sun shining the tall trees swayed in the breeze, whispering and birds were singing and butterflies were fluttering I stopped to enjoy the coolness of a stream dipping my toes into rippling water so serene that I did not notice the sun was fading away and the forest had changed to one of dark shadows I knew that I must find the path out but could not find it walking in what seemed to be circles in reality I was totaly lost . . . then, it seemed that the forest was talking to me there was an echo that sounded like my mother's voice a repeating of sounds familiar to my heart it was faint as though filtered and then more intense at times as though coming from a different frequency perhaps a trickle that had penetrated to this earthly realm from Heaven above the voice was telling me to follow so, I began to run towards mother's voice and found the path out of the forest people told me it was just the echo of the trees in the wind but, I will always believe it was mother's voice

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Date: 11/30/2024 3:55:00 PM
It was Mother's voice Constance. My mom told me to look up at the clouds when she is gone and in the clouds she will be there watching me. This Poem of yours is a favorite for reminding me of what my mother shared with me. God bless you and your departed mom... Hugs.
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Constance La France
Date: 12/3/2024 3:51:00 AM
Michael, I believe it was too, and thanks for sharing and the compliment and FAV, hugs Constance

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