When Lilacs Blossomed - Just a Note

One day soon I will grow old enough

not to remember the date,day, night and season

But , my mind ...  My mind would never forget that hazy afternoon

When Spring was over, yet lilacs blossomed with your return.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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October 6, 2016 at 4:50 PM
Absolutely beautiful. I love lilacs.
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July 3, 2016 at 11:25 AM
Short yet lovely. I like clips that, like a camera shutter, capture a lot in a single click. ~ Regards // paul
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June 20, 2016 at 6:12 AM
This is absolutely brilliant. Well done.
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June 17, 2016 at 7:17 AM
I LOVE this enchanting little poem, charma. And when will we have the pleasure of hearing YOUR sweet voice?
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June 16, 2016 at 3:12 PM
What a sweet thought! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
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June 16, 2016 at 1:41 PM
Good morning Charmaine, I hope this note finds you well.
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June 16, 2016 at 9:49 AM
Dear Charmaine, very nice pen I am staying with a man that will never be old enough not to remember. I have not seen any other Charmaine's on the sight so I'm assuming you are sort of a sister. The Chef whom you know as HG, Harry or Liege, I believe speaks of you as a daughter. I look at him as a father therefore we are Brother and Sister I am trying to meet all of chef's friends on this sight. Respectfully Flipper (Phillip Rollings)
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June 15, 2016 at 5:08 PM
Lovely and beautiful poem. I enjoy reading it..........A.M.
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June 15, 2016 at 2:36 PM
- Just beautiful written, Charmaine - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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June 15, 2016 at 8:01 AM
So nice to read your precious words. Thanks for the visit Charmaine.
Mark Avatar
June 15, 2016 at 5:59 AM
Teasing the wheezer's, nice little write Charmaine, now's tomorrows and yesterday's all rolled into one ....
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June 14, 2016 at 2:22 PM
Such a beautiful note. So happy to see you here. Quite a surprise. : )
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