Group: Gold Member
Posts: 11,722
Joined: 15-June 07
From: Springfield, Louisiana
Member No.: 446
Real Name: Larry D. Jennings
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
Referred By:Just wondered in.
No Words
There are no words which might express the gratitude and happiness that fills my heart each morn and eve. I’m always reticent to leave my new back porch but I confess
a friend who thought that he would bless me with this gift without redress merits the praise he would receive. There are no words!
He took what once was one big mess in my back yard when I said yes to kindness. I could not conceive that this, his best recitative, would shelter me. I’d have to guess there are no words.
S2/L2 did end in "could not believe" S3/L1-2 did read: He took what once was a big mess of a back yard...
Thanks Daniel!
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When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
Kindness is a seed sown by the gentlest hand, growing care's flowers.
Group: Gold Member
Posts: 19,923
Joined: 2-August 03
From: Southwest New Jersey, USA
Member No.: 6
Real Name: Daniel J Ricketts, Sr.
Writer of: Poetry
Referred By:Lori
Hey, I've been in too much pain to do serious crit for some time...