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MenoSundays; Life Lived Lovingly

Continuing the presentation of items from a poesie, created thirty-plus years back... this poem I wrote in response to a question from my mother...





10 comments:

  1. Now I wonder what the question from your mother was?

    Have a lovely day, Klem

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  2. It is a gift and if your mother was like mine in not giving expression to depth of feelings she may have been astounded by either your ability or your willingness to do so.

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  3. I am thinking that Tigger has the right answer. Of course now I perfectly get what you wrote here but I might not have 30 or 40 years ago. The one thing that I noticed every time you post one of these is not only where you gifted at writing but your handwriting is absolutely magnificent mine is chicken scratch always has been always will be

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  4. Do you remember the question your Mother asked?
    Oh to have such lovely handwriting.
    My Mama's was gorgeous. My daughter asked her if she would address all her wedding invitations. Mama was one proud Loula
    (that is the name by daughter gave her from the moment she could talk). Her first name was Lou, the 'la' could have had many origins.
    Hugs Cecilia

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    1. Hari OM
      ...and again, I point to the first stanza... Yxx

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  5. Such lovely poems in their sentiment and writing.

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