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There comes a time, my sweet,
passed down through cirrus clouds
to man, by little messengers from God,
whom children know as proper angels;
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A pensive, reflective piece heralded perhaps by the heat of summer, or all the talk of global warming? I love the way you have introduced characters from history into your poem and the last line brings the reader well and truly down to earth. Fine poetry, as usual, Herbie. love, Allie xxxxxxx
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8/17/2025 6:13:40 AM # 1.0.0
Thanks, Allie, I will, for the moment, accept your view of the poem. I am confused at times, is that the reason that I will feel an overwhelming presence of LOVE when I read comments and poems from you and the likes of Raynette E.? It's what makes me hang in there. Best H