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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 6, 2007 0:45:17 GMT -5
Where I live there are people who call their partners honey. Love, all through long life, common and solid.
For one whose endearments are rare, it would be like bathing in a pool of roses, intoxicated with the scent. And their children grow up strong and graceful braced by warm hands.
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Post by Bobby Slais on Jul 12, 2007 8:14:50 GMT -5
I feel a touch of longing and sadness in this piece Don... just my take. It's like "N" is stating these facts because he wants his life to be like this. A great and subtle way to say it without saying it, well done. Enjoyed!
Bobby
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jul 12, 2007 13:57:11 GMT -5
thanks Bobby
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