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Am I Blind?
A telephone call
Handwritten letter
Next door neighbor
Justifying it all.
A personal story
Past or present.
Talk about sorrow
Then the glory.
A poem
Typed in seconds
Heartfelt spoken
Hurting and broken.
Understand
Am I blind?
Can I define
What was once fine?
Deborah Ann Tornillo
Copyright, 2011
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| Reviewed by Connie Faust |
3/10/2011 |
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I have found that when I am going through the deepest waters, God sends small tokens of His love to soothe my wounds. Yes, He is like that, so caring, so personal. Those little touches mean so much.
Hugs,
Connie |
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| Reviewed by Daniel Keith |
1/23/2011 |
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Very emotional and well written. I like this one very much. May God bless you every day of your life.
Daniel |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
1/21/2011 |
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Interesting perspective as sometimes we see when all it too late...
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
1/21/2011 |
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| well done |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
1/21/2011 |
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You have been through so much in a short period of time. No you are not blind but I know things will be a lot better for you soon. I pray for you, Deborah.
Peace and Love
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
1/21/2011 |
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Roller coaster of emotions in this poem...
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