Saturday, March 4, 2006

A Wall In Time Comments

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I recently drove past the house
Where I grew up. Different in color,
But basically the same.
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Ray Andrews
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Ernestine Northover 04 March 2006

I once went back to view the house where I lived until I was eight, but somehow it just wasn't as I remembered it to be, so much smaller and with added bits to house and garden. I was rather upset really, you can never go back, time changes things. Loved this poem very much, it brought back memories. Love Ernestine XXX

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Mary Nagy 04 March 2006

Great poem Ray! I know exactly how you feel..........It's nice that you're expanding into the free verse. This is wonderful. sincerely, Mary

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