Wednesday, March 5, 2014

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On a frosty morn of 26.2.14
my stoic heart got sick and sore(as if venom is sprinkled on a skin)
and at that moment; goodness my!
that poisoned every wind
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Savita Tyagi 15 March 2016

Bri Edwards had sent this poem to me. Though it is written from a man's point of view still Being a mother and grand mother I enjoyed this poem very much. Glad to have come to know of your poetry.

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Bri Edwards 14 March 2016

well, almost two years to the day i left another comment, he we are again. i had forgotten this poem, but i LOVE IT. to MyPoemList.......if it isn't there already. again, i loved: In frustration i felt my patience evanesced, see my earlier comment for more praise and (of course) intelligent words. of course your name is now changed! of the poems i've read from you, i think i understand and appreciate/enjoyed this one most of all. i hope mom and child are well; oh, and you also/too! ! bri :)

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