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Winters In Florida 1

Walking alone on the beaches,  I caught 
images of "my kids",  their dead ringers.
Missing their hugs and kisses. Diddlysquat!
I long for stepped-on toes, sticky fingers.
My winters in Florida are really not so very hot.


May 04, 2011,  Reason A. Poteet

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Tim Smith June 22, 2014 at 6:15 AM Hope things have gotten better and you can see your kids more...I get that feelin every other Monday....I call it my bi-monthly Monday Blues...nice write..Tim Reason A. Poteet August 8, 2024 at 7:35 AM Thanks, Tim, my daughter-in-law has a Monday night supper for family since her two of her kids are grown and she wants some family-together time. Sometimes it is the only time I see my oldest grandson. I welcome those suppers.