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Post by immusie on Feb 21, 2009 8:16:39 GMT -5
 Maybe this is a better one that's more uplifting...  I had one written and then lost it, will try to come back with it....shoot! LOL Young FriendshipRunning through the pinks of roses delighting in the warmth of day little ones in picture poses joy in a field of perfumed play Hats of spring and spirit laughter young hearts bonding for frienship years hopes of dreams forever after sharing secrets of young loves tears |
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Post by sunny on Feb 21, 2009 8:45:40 GMT -5
Maybe this is a better one that's more uplifting... I had one written and then lost it, will try to come back with it....shoot! LOL musie, you are great! you should tell CD! :-Xhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... other wise he will come up something like hunting something again...  haaaaaaaaaa... make me struggle so hard!  haaaaaaaaaaaaaa this one is cute!! I am in! Thanks for such a soft breeze musie!  |
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Post by sunny on Feb 21, 2009 9:46:42 GMT -5
The Purest Melody
It must be in May
where blossoming Tulips dash
reflecting with smiling faces
it must be sunny light
see ocean of flowers sparkling
shines with cute little eyes!
it must be sweet
feel all those dewy purplish buds
breathing in the freshest breeze...
it must be melody flows
two innocent hearts are giggling
the purest tunes ever echo!
[/b][/color] * heartfelt thanks to musie! I really love and enjoy your pic! thanks! |
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Post by cdlight on Feb 21, 2009 14:25:26 GMT -5
well I made it dark again... I think I need a pick me up...
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Post by cdlight on Feb 21, 2009 14:41:08 GMT -5
The Times Together The times we’ve spent together Throughout our years of youth Saying you were my best friend Couldn’t hold anymore truth The times we laughed together The dreams of growing old Memories of sleepovers And secrets never told The times we cried together Your shoulder always near Your embrace would end my case Of ever flowing tears The time we separated Your passing, a surprise I hope our times together All flashed before your eyes Just know I kept your secrets I wish you’d stop my tears Still they flow and I grow old I miss our youthful years |
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Post by sunny on Feb 21, 2009 14:44:00 GMT -5
well I made it dark again... I think I need a pick me up... C D? what now? what you make dark again? CD, my freind, life is not just shade and darkness there are many places are sunny and golden flakes if your would draw out a blue flower from shadow more lovely blossom are like red red rose petals.... CD,,, tell me, you like moon or sun? or just dawn light? or window lights? uh? let's have some fun poem about that... haaaaaaaa |
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Post by b4sunset on Feb 25, 2009 2:13:05 GMT -5
when we picked a basket of worms
on a dry afternoon song, we
smiled with the rain spilling
on our threaded bracelets
that spelled BFF-- best friends forever.
wild and innocent, the seasons spread
the mantle of time, stretching the
threads that brought us closer
and farther away.... yes, the short
distances and the close flowers embracing
same and diferrent winds.. no, we never
counted age, just.. well just
the immeasurable wisps of time
making us grow apart and together
in a capsule that belongs
only to us-- unduplicated keys in
the heart; the bracelet now,
ragged and overused still
marks my growing arms..
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Post by cdlight on Feb 25, 2009 2:39:45 GMT -5
I love this last image...
"the bracelet now, ragged and overused still marks my growing arms.."
CD
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Post by immusie on Feb 25, 2009 19:34:44 GMT -5
A WONDERFUL piece you have written here for the challenge sunny...just beautiful my friend..and thanks for taking it up.....musie
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Post by immusie on Feb 25, 2009 19:36:01 GMT -5
This brought to my eye's as it was written so poignantly....it's wonderful to remember those day's eh?? Day's of friends long gone but not forgotten....Thanks for participating.....huggs, musie |
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Post by immusie on Feb 25, 2009 19:38:38 GMT -5
when we picked a basket of worms
on a dry afternoon song, we
smiled with the rain spilling
on our threaded bracelets
that spelled BFF-- best friends forever.
wild and innocent, the seasons spread
the mantle of time, stretching the
threads that brought us closer
and farther away.... yes, the short
distances and the close flowers embracing
same and diferrent winds.. no, we never
counted age, just.. well just
the immeasurable wisps of time
making us grow apart and together
in a capsule that belongs
only to us-- unduplicated keys in
the heart; the bracelet now,
ragged and overused still
marks my growing arms.. b4..what can I say, but that the piece you have written here, truly did the picture justice..and once again a very touching write..goes straight to the heart.....Great work friend..and I thank you for taking up the challenge......huggs, musie |
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Post by sunny on Feb 25, 2009 22:16:58 GMT -5
when we picked a basket of worms
on a dry afternoon song, we
smiled with the rain spilling
on our threaded bracelets
that spelled BFF-- best friends forever.
wild and innocent, the seasons spread
the mantle of time, stretching the
threads that brought us closer
and farther away.... yes, the short
distances and the close flowers embracing
same and diferrent winds.. no, we never
counted age, just.. well just
the immeasurable wisps of time
making us grow apart and together
in a capsule that belongs
only to us-- unduplicated keys in
the heart; the bracelet now,
ragged and overused still
marks my growing arms.. b4 Pal, your words are so haunting and moving! b4! you will soon make the sky cry and the snow weep! no wonder the snow are melting on my way home tonight.... b4, they are crying and weeping for your poem my Pal! it is so touching! |
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haaaaaaaaaa... make me struggle so hard! 
haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
and 
all
time for me 
echoes, hope you all are doing well 
