I found it
A lone feather on the lawn...
the evidence that a greay dove
was here, earlier
...
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Your poems are exquisitely breathed. I would like you the read one of mine which has the same though as this one. Called Who Am I. These have some of the same thoughts as Shakespeare’s Sonnet 17. Wonderful. Adeline
Oh, my goodness! i screamed, Yuri, after reading this work of sky-blue beauty. What do I leave behind that I may be remembered, that that someone, or anyone, might know I was here. You are here in your poems, they are eternal ever searching (and enriching) the hearts of humans. With warm memories this memorable feather on the lawn gets my 10
Certainly your beautiful poems will linger to make you immortal.
Exquisite contemplative tribute – ‘my legacy is you’ is stated perfectly! 10
your poems leave an inextinguishable fire, a mark that will survive, a love that lingers...beautiful as always...
Yuri-your simple, sensual, pure and honest poetry is a discovery for me. I almost never comment on poems. Never, in fact. These touch me. They reach off the page and whisper in my ear. John