So refreshingly tender and sincere Peter. This is a lovely reminder to take the time to reflect!
You love music so much...you've gotta learn to add the perfect touch from that mental library of yours...I can hear Maybe Baby now! Much enjoyed!
Smiles and Hugs,
Taylor
This is lovely! Your poem is filled with passion, tenderness, and anticipation.
Beautifully written!
Sheila
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on October 7, 2006
It is beautiful when in a relationship you do return to rekindle what was fresh and new and having done so come away refreshed and renewed...... Wonderful work Peter...
WOW This brought on many comments - Makes me jellous somehow!!!!!!!
What I remember is ' Yes Sir, She's My Baby--No Sir, I don't mean maybe--Yes Sir, She's my Baby now' Good memories are made of this Marguerite
I Recommend Everybody Watch Movie Again--TITANIC In Its End Old Lady Saved Dies Go Back (As Young Girl On Titanic)To Meet Young Boy Who Saved Her From Then (As It Sank)Freezing Waters_
Really Movie Producers Stole The Plot From My 4 Bankrupted Published Books,i.e. PLAGIARISM....
The memories of youth and love are two of the strongest in our lifetimes. That first girl, first touch, first feel of soft skin and warm lips define what we will always remember of our youth and love, and I agree we can return if only in our dreams.
There is so much of what we coin the "good ole days" that I still yearn for. One of those things is the honesty and caring that friends, and family, and co-workers once exhibited towards one another.
Too many are pitted against each other these days because of jealousy and envy and misunderstanding.
It is a sad world that is evolving around us, but thank God that there is the hope of a brighter tomorrow, and that people with differences only need purpose in their hearts to drop a piece of themselves so they may embrace another.
...and worth every attempt we make! Would suggest to those with a romance problem: print this for the right reasons and right time. (don't forget to give Peter his well deserved (c) credits :o)
This is soft and gentle, Peter, and so lovely. Just a touch of sadness and hope, perfect ingredients to have in this love poem.
My warmest regards and respect,
CJ
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on October 7, 2006
This is really good, I especially like the ivy reference as the Victorians always used it for rememberence which fits your poem well.
How wonderful to have those positive and loving thoughts! When they usually fade, you bring them back to life! Bravo Peter! Love can always be rekindled when it is true!
A finely painted portrait of love preserved in memories of the heart and resurrected in the thrilling spirit of lyrical passion. Beautiful sentiment and wonderful work.
Aberjhani
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You love music so much...you've gotta learn to add the perfect touch from that mental library of yours...I can hear Maybe Baby now! Much enjoyed!
Smiles and Hugs,
Taylor
Ron
Hugs Angela
This is lovely! Your poem is filled with passion, tenderness, and anticipation.
Beautifully written!
Sheila
Love,
Joselyn
What I remember is ' Yes Sir, She's My Baby--No Sir, I don't mean maybe--Yes Sir, She's my Baby now' Good memories are made of this Marguerite
by jove yes!!!
Vesna.:)
Really Movie Producers Stole The Plot From My 4 Bankrupted Published Books,i.e. PLAGIARISM....
Right On Write Peter...
Your Friend TRASK
Fee
There is so much of what we coin the "good ole days" that I still yearn for. One of those things is the honesty and caring that friends, and family, and co-workers once exhibited towards one another.
Too many are pitted against each other these days because of jealousy and envy and misunderstanding.
It is a sad world that is evolving around us, but thank God that there is the hope of a brighter tomorrow, and that people with differences only need purpose in their hearts to drop a piece of themselves so they may embrace another.
Indeed ... "Yes we can!"
In fraternity ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Love Tinka
A true-love poem, Peter...
Micke
(in a more somber state of mind - teehee)
A most lovely offering Peter...
Myrna
My warmest regards and respect,
CJ
Terrific Matinee Poetry, Sir Patton!
Love&Blessings, Rhonda
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
ET
Aberjhani