Tuesday, February 27, 2007

A House For Sale Comments

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The cold blows in through the back door
the boards creak as I walk across the floor
The windows are dusty and the walls have cracks
and the passage has signs where the mice have made
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sylvia spencer
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Lisa Wilkinson 13 March 2007

Great imagination Sylvia, your poems always have me hooked! Pleasantries surround this poem.Lisa

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Scarlett Treat 28 February 2007

Ah, but what a joy for you, you old Homebody, Gardner, caring person! Grubbing away in the dirt and planting and weeding your word garden, to make your stories bloom....great job, my English Rosie!

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Duncan Wyllie 28 February 2007

Just looked over the fence here, only to find a wonderful secret garden of a poem Love it Great job again Sylvia Love duncan X

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Sandra Fowler 27 February 2007

For those who are willing to put their dreams into action, there is always hope of a better tomorrow. Cheers for this lovely, positive poem. Your sister and friend, Sandra

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