One by one
they march
under the shining
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Honored it is that I am that ye remembered me on this, the day of my birth, and even more honored it that I am that you write for me! Thank you so very, very much, my dearest friend. You DO honor me, you know, and I love you for it. Scarlett
This reminds me so much of a poem my son wrote. I love the picture it paints. Ruthie
I love this poem. How well you have captured the minute battles which rage around us all the time while we remain oblivious. The mood of the piece is controlled with such delicacy.
a perfect birthday poem this.Keep up the good poetry