Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Night Comments

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Sleep will not
rest upon
my dreams -
the candle burns
...
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Ursula Tillmann
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Rema Prasanna 25 April 2008

good one....! it is like a dear dream

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Alison Cassidy 22 April 2008

You pen melancholy penned succinctly and poetically. Love your evocative image of the child after sleep. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Kye Kurion 22 April 2008

Truely a wonderful write.

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PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE 22 April 2008

so beautiful thanks for sharing

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Barbara Terry 22 April 2008

We all dream about being reborn as that child who was innocent, relaxed, knew no fear, and played with our dolls, like they were our children, like we had seen our mothers do. But my mother was not the raising kind. I learned everythin from my Grandma Dolly, and Auntie Caroline. MY friends were a great help too. This poem is very heartfelt, and there is emotion and feeling in every line. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara

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Ursula Tillmann

Ursula Tillmann

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