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Restart.

Restart.

Would I love ...
The mist created by rain
Gloomy days spent in bed
Dancing alone in my room
Hot chocolate on hot summer days
And ice-cream on a chilly Christmas night?

Would my ...
Lips betray my childish excitement 
Hands love the soothing touch of water
Fingers endlessly search for a pen
Hair play chasing with the wind
And feet adore the tranquility of grass?

Would ...
Streetlights witness lovers kiss
Sun rays kiss my flawed skin
The toaster frighten me with it’s finished work
“Meanies” still be my comfort food 
And my smile appear for yesterday’s reason?

Most importantly, 
Would I still love you? 

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Keith Fitzsimons

You are writing a lot but more importantly doing it very well!

By the way my Meath poem was in the Meath Chronicle last week â˜ș

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Whispering Dream

Thank you! And huge congrats!!! Had I known I would have gotten a copy and had you sign it!

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Whispering Dream

I have been better, thank you. 
You must be so proud of yourself!

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Keith Fitzsimons

Well I hope you feel better soon...
I am little â˜ș

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Whispering Dream

I hope so too. And you should be like mega proud !!!!! 

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Tony Taylor

Beautiful!!..... the kind of self-reflection  deserving of poetic expression!!....ALL STARS!!.... well done dear poet sister!!..... LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?☀✎♄♄

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