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Washing the Dressing Pan

. Water bubbles runs across The stainless steel pan Rinses the suds away Memories remain though

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 7/30/2010 1:29:00 PM
powerful memories remain, ones that reached your heart and managed to leave a trace so you can always find your way back to them. and no water bubbles can wash those away thats for sure. thanks for your sweet meaningful comment on my poem, i agree with what you said =D. tarek
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Date: 7/30/2010 12:44:00 PM
Sweet Quatrain Sara ... memories of Mom... for me.. been thinking about your question from What's In A Name poem and I think your original name given by your birth Mom is the one your destiny lies with... adoptive parents rename a child so as to make it easier on both for the future... there was a doctor on Dr. Oz Show this morning taking to pregnant women about being very careful about naming their child at birth .. as it will be his or her destiny in life... I believe that also.. luv..
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Date: 7/30/2010 11:08:00 AM
I am glad you have the dressing pan to cook some tasty dressing!!
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Date: 7/30/2010 10:14:00 AM
Must have been well enjoyed servings. Aren't we the lucky ones geting stuck with the washing.-SKAT
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Date: 7/30/2010 6:21:00 AM
Amazingly memories don't let go so easily even though we want them to disappear.. Enjoy your day Sara -- Wilma
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Date: 7/30/2010 5:41:00 AM
Good morning Sara,, one question !! what kind of pan are you washing,, Enjoyed, have a wonderful day,..p.d.
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