THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE

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    THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE

    In inspiring other's with prose
    I see how so many spread their wings, and grow
    Had I it, to do all over again
    I would write of so many things
    Even the intellectual journey of a friend 

    But alas .... every day that passes is a day gone by
    I am running out of time ... and really don't know why
    As I sit reading .... writing....  and learning the mind of others
    I am left sometimes .... to wonder about my sisters and brothers 

    We all have ability's given to us, when we were born
    Yet ....some of us never tap into those gifts
    And never truly learn 
    We are all called to this earth to give and to receive
    Never should we let our greed overshadow our need
    So embrace and love the gift your were given 
    And learn to understand what it's about
    Then look at those around you  ... and be willing to shout
    I am loved by me ..and the One from up above
    In this world full of promise
    Why ? My brothers and sisters 
    Can we not show our love? 

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    Merlyn commented on THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE

    06-27-2010

    So nice to read the work of a wise and blessed woman. A true joy. TY. And God's blessing on you and yours.

    SavVySam commented on THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE

    05-30-2010

    Poetic nurturing and growth supported by one of our own here is a wonderful gift to offer. Indeed we do gather edges and take them into ourselves, it is only natural for them to become part of us eventually... Lovely and thoughtful work!;)

    Mandi commented on THE LANGUAGE OF LOVE

    05-22-2010

    I like your soul searching, inspirational words. You defiitley seem to have the wisdom of a world-traveler. A witness to many customs and environments. the extent of my traveling is mostly found in reading about it.I hope y ou continue to contriibute to this web site so I may be the willing recipient of your treasures and pearls of wisdom.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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