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Everyone has something meaningful to say, just listen with your heart. You will see you.

TRUTH Listen to the aged voice, they speak truths. See him, he is many, men, women, and child. My mother's old tongue speaks out of his mouth; every word I listen. My father's eyes I see as he looks upon my face; worried and weary. My child I see as a faint smile capture his face; I smile. I see him, strong, yet modest; listening to his truths. He is one of many this old soul which speaks to me.

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Date: 5/3/2021 7:22:00 PM
Well written. Your muse is indeed intriguing Catherine. We would all like discovering more. - Ken
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Date: 4/4/2018 3:25:00 PM
I like your style. Come check me out!
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Date: 1/19/2018 6:18:00 PM
Cathy my friend. Age is not so much a matter of gray hair as it is of grey matter. Your poem proves this to be true.
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