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The Legacy of my life ❤️

The Legacy of my life ❤️

I think as I ponder then I pen my ink from amidst my mind’s eyes that never blink

That mental image in my brow, it whiles away the time somehow..I wonder what I would do without my imagination, Well no doubt my Life in verse would be in a pickle amidst a boredom of starvation

So as I stroll those coastal shores with yon golden sands, picking up lots of little sea shells in my salty hands..all of this is logged somewhere betwixt my brain, and stored safely on a shelf to remember again..And every single thing that I ever see with faces that are friends to me, are written on my poetry pages, a legacy of my life throughout my many stages...

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Tony Taylor

Powerful stuff JILL!!...and I agree with you wholeheartedly when it comes to having so much of the life of a poet being stored on the pages of their poetry as a "Legacy"......I love the well considered wordplay of this piece my friend!!......ALL STARS & PINNED!!......Bravo!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo  : )

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Jill Tait

Aww Thanks Tony I was hopin u read my no regrets from last night xx I thought was mayb my better one but hey ho xx❤️💙❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww Thanks my brilliant friend ❤️💕❤️

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