maybe we should celebrate tomorrow is the first day of celebration how fortunate we are to have even only that one thing that gives us joy memories fade, material things lose their lustre but that instance the one etched into your mind shall never pass it is as much a part of you as hunger or thirst for you feed on this moment and there is no swell that you couldn't squelch so that it might abide and be with you
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
I suppose many of us must buckle down with this most dangerous weather event before us. it will have become devastating and deadly for so many....
I think you may have been thinking of Sandy when you wrote this Rick, if so I'm glad it left no mark on you or your family or on mine. There is a wind blowing outside my house here in Ireland since yesterday evening with plenty of rain in it and I fancy it may be the dregs of Sandy. If so - it's now a mere whisper of what it once was thank goodness, but I better go and make sure the fire is still burning!
hedistuffOPLayopolis, West Virginia USANov 13, 2012
yes, I wrote it during sandy, but my mind was far, far away.
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the one etched into your mind
shall never pass]
left us hanging for more..., one wonders what you were thinking...