Saturday, March 19, 2022

Empty Cradle Comments

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I had a little child
In the beautiful cradle
I made with my dreams
I sang lullabies every day
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Rexy Jones 26 March 2022

What a beautiful poem. When daughters grew they go away from us leaving us in a mental stage we feel we are standard in a desert with the thoughts left with us. Sir you are really a brilliant poet of profound imagination.

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Maria Mitea 23 March 2022

Heartfelt poem!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 22 March 2022

A very imaginative and thought provoking write. Our mind is powerful. It can create so many things in life. A beautiful poem with suoerb imagery.

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Natasha Blakeley 19 March 2022

Wow! Reality intertwined with dream. The daughter unborn is a dream I too have. Heart touchy

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Dr. Henry 19 March 2022

Exquisite poem with touchy heartfelt emotions. The dream interwoven with reality is exceptionally beautiful.

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Elizabeth Rogers 19 March 2022

Marvelous dreamy poem with beautiful imagery. A classic. Congratulations sir.

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