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Each heart has turned its cheek.
That love replace within our space,
The dust of past receipts.

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Blank slate

Contributed by softerware on Friday, 5th April 2019 @ 04:55:57 AM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

Mornings born. Unmarked. Unformed.
Each heart has turned its cheek.
That love replace within our space,
The dust of past receipts.

Copyright © softerware ... [ 2019-04-05 04:55:57]
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Re: Blank slate (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Friday, 5th April 2019 @ 07:53:50 AM AEST
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Very cute and clever indeed.
A new day is a dawning. I can read many things into this.
That/'/s what makes it great.

Re: Blank slate (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 7th April 2019 @ 09:30:49 AM AEST
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last time I was with my mom
we were sitting in a car
at McDonald/'/s,
she never liked that kind of food,
but she took me there when I was
kid after I lost a baseball game.
And I held her hand. You know it
was my mom whom I loved her dearly,
last time I saw her, that struck my heart.
all the bills she paid, she would always
say, it was worth all of it having my
children around.

She had ten kids. when I met my
wife I said, I don/'/t want to have kids.
But we had two. And my mom was
right, they are the best thing that
ever happened to me.
Drugs or no Drugs
the feeling of being alive
whatever the cost
A simple family dinner
all that she could afford

made me feel loved
And as lucky as any person
who ever walked upon this
Earth should every feel.

I am grateful / truly
for having her as a mom.

Peace!

Re: Blank slate (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Tuesday, 9th April 2019 @ 11:20:25 AM AEST
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Although a new day is born with the coming of a new
morning...what journeys await with the progression of
the coming day have yet to be written and discovered.
Yet with the nature of the human condition we choose
to reside in the past.
Short sweet and to the point. You have such a way
with words.

Rich

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