When ever I see the snowfall in the spring. It brings
back to mind a very special memory, and the lesson learned
of friendship and sharing! It was a late March morning and
my girlfriend and I woke in the old lion head iron barred
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Snowfall in the spring brings back mind into special memory. Beautiful narration of friendship is revealed through expression in this poem and starting from grandmother's room to sitting of grandfather's sitting, this gives detail. Very amazing and thoughtful poem is shared here.10
Thank You! ! ! Kumarmani, For Such A Very Beautifully Kind And Thoughtful Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Spirit. Poems, And Soul Are Ever So Beautiful And Inspiring, For All To Know! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much Again! ! ! ! ! Your Comments Mean A Lot To Me! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! Many Smiles! ! ! ! !
What a great memory, and very funny ending! Like Gradma's Feather Bed.... I can imagine this, along with its sequels, as an illustrated story for kids.
Thank You! ! ! Laurie, You Are Very Kind! ! ! ! ! I am Glad It Made You Smile! ! ! ! ! Oh, Those Feather Beds Were Ever So Wonderful! ! ! ! ! Like Floating On A Cloud My Brother Always Said! ! ! ! ! Though We Didn't Have One At Mom And Dads, So The Bed Was Always A Extra Special Treat Too! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again! ! ! ! ! You Are A Wonderfully Beautiful Poetess! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! Many Smiles! ! ! ! !