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Dedicated to all who have been, are, and will be a part of my patchwork life. My Patchwork LifeI have 3 Chihuahuas. Peanut is my first chihuahua and I love him so, so much. This is dedicated to my little man who continues to bring me such joy. My PeanutThere''s no place like the Pennsylvania Dutch Country. Especially in the fall. It''s a spectacular show of colors. Summer will introduce you to shades... My PennsylvaniaIn this small 3 - room house in North Carolina; my Parents: George & Isabelle lived. The first room for the Father, the second room for the Son and th... My Place ...These are the plains where I spent my youth My PlainsI believe if we live our life to the fullest now while we have the chance, there will be no regrets when it is our time to go. Hear people say “if th... My PlanStill working on this..pulled out of a stack o papers from my teens.. This is actually one of many imaginary friends I had as a child.. Yes, many thou... My Pocket Friendthis poem was taken from both books "When there are Dragons there is Alzheimers" and "Through the Maze of Life"
My Prayer to GodSometimes I think back about my parents who died when I was still in my twenties and I guess can't help but wonder what would they think if they saw u... My Proud MotherRainbows are magical to many people. To this poet, there was a special meaning.
My RainbowThis limerick is about a car I had for a few years back in the day. It was an American Motors Corporation (AMC) Rambler Rogue. Ironically, the car t... My Rambler Rogue<bgsound src = ''http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/midi/heyyou.mid''hidden loop=-1> My Ray Of SunA place where one goes to reflect, to experience that garden within. My Secret Garden<bgsound src = 'http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/midi/time_bottle.mid'hidden loop=-1> My Secret WoundsMost of us have a close friend, one who can lift us up when we are at our lowest, well I am lucky for I have several but thought I would share this pr... My Sincere FriendMy muse nudges me from time to time to lighten up, so...smiles can generate and multiply from the most mundane sources, if we will but look. (Image by... My Smile BecomingParental favorite becomes but an innocuous oxymoron in a world of living the oneness. (Image by Cosma) My SonsI have no problem with religions other then the fact my beliefs are my own and should not be infringed upon in a public site... My Soul Is Not Yours To JudgeThis is to my husband... who doesn't get near the credid he deserves My Soul Mate2002 poem in Whole: Poems for the Journey Back to Sacred Wholeness. Follow link for Dawn''s poetry collections.
My Soul Seeks a ClearingI am only a vessel releasing the poetry that is within my soul My soul writes
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