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GRATITUDE

GRATITUDE

                                   
                                                            One day the birds will stop singing,
                                                          and I will awake too late for sadness
                                                                  As the notes have already
                                                               left a trace in the air I breathe.

       

                   

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sparrowsong

Hello Bernadette...

No Birds Singing...
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We need to learn to whistle?

Here comes more bugs and worms...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Thomas Clark

Brilliant, dark and inspired. 

The rose a perfect image , every rose has a thorn . 

I really like the sense of it reminding me of love in the truest form . Gratitude for oneself that extends to all living things .!

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Bernadete van d...

Thank you for your beautiful words Thomas.  I write to sooth my soul and to
touch peoples heart, and when it does, it really moves me.
And when you say "Gratitude for oneself that extends to all living things"
is a great line for a poem. Your poem. Cheers. 

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