Friday, January 10, 2020

The Lonely Tide Comments

Rating: 5.0

Like all flowers
Time devours,
Are our lives.
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Sandra Feldman
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Laurie Van Der Hart 12 January 2020

Loneliness - the paradox of an overpopulated world. Beautifully written, very sad. Our lives are indeed like flowers that bloom and fade far too quickly. By contrast, I love the promise recorded by Isaiah that says “ For the days of my people will be like the days of a tree, And the work of their hands my chosen ones will enjoy to the full.” We were designed to live forever.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 11 January 2020

Being alone is the saddest moment of one’s life. The deafening silence of the night makes his tears flow with utter moan...... Well done, dear Ma’am Sandra...10+++🤝

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Kostas Lagos 10 January 2020

An elegy of sorrow! Great poem!

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Kingsley Egbukole 10 January 2020

Love has no dull moment. Beautiful

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