continental/divide

imagine a time when a stones throw away stood love gained an sometimes love lost, the simple town life where a connection to the outside was courier de bois pony express the steel rail steamer trumpeted sound smoke signals stage coach. . . . how far we've come click of the mouse to anywhere thats now a stones throw away life love family work economics info how that towns grown for within that click of the mouse can be love gained or love lost.
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
A simple reflection of time passing:)

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gypsyheart
Once again you excell by expressing yourself onto paper(typepad-LOL)!Well done Bentleethumbs up hug
Bentlee
I recently had mail from a friend far away and in it was the word continents away, a quick inspiration to the result lol. Ty Gypsy
gypsyheart
It's amazing what can insire us to new heights-the simplest of things like the flight of a bird in the sky or a flower.... hug
Bentlee
The stopping to smell a flower, yes ur so right there.
QuietStormF
I really like this one.. your best yet in my opinion.. Good stuff Bentley!hmmm bouquet
Bentlee
Ty Q S i value your thoughts. :)
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