i was snow: the end
of winter. cold. grey.
lifeless. making love
was Spring, arriving,
discovering the
color, green: it had
always been there, in
the grass, in the trees,
in the growing things
under the blanket
of bitterness . .. . i
just didn't see it
until the moment
you awakened me. .. .
I think you just wrote one of the most famous poems of all time - just wait and see someday on this one and many of your others - this one shines with a hidden glow of something so perfect that no one has said it before - So true, we say: "why didn't I think of that!" A #10!
oh, oh, oh! I love this, Karla!! You outdid yourself on this one. It is just fantastic... I was away for the weekend (visiting Charlie) and I missed reading your writes each day.
This is one very spring and beautiful poem Karla - it's blossom time :D *cheers* what a pic -i am inspired to go and see some - lovely poem and pic :o)
Synopsis
Zeke Milligan is stuck between a rock and a hard place. He is desperately in love with Lynn, but a dark secret from his past continues to rear its ugly head. Worse yet, he persistently punishes the love of his life for events that took p
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Love Tinka
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose
Love & Peace be with you
William
Be always safe,
Karen
You have out done yourself again!
Love Richard
Cryssa
very well written Karla...
John
love, Carole~
How I yearn for spring to touch its toes down in Wisconsin.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D
Georg