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01 November 2012

Knocking...

 

Poetry has been knocking on my doors for most of my fifty-six years.
There were times that I locked tight the latches
but I am throwing myself wide open
allowing words to have their way

I am searching too

 

3 comments:

  1. poetry jumped on me like a big happy dog.

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  2. I'm so glad you are! Love this part: "I am throwing myself wide open"

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As we travel on the road our Lord has placed before us, it's nice to meet a friend along the way. Thank you for stopping to leave a few or many words, I'm always interested to read your thoughts.
blessings and love,
in His service,
in the fire,