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WEEKLY CONTEST

WEEKLY CONTEST

Take Love By The Hand

If you're given the chance and love walks in...

Take love by the hand...

Let your love for one another grow like a Flower in the Spring...

Let it carry you like a wave carries the sand back into the Sea...

Love is never carved in the stone of time...

Love is like a precious gem it builds value and it's worn over your heart...

With one last kiss you took love by the hand...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

This is in response to BookWorm Weekly Contest...

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BookWorm

A wonderful read, truly. I'm so glad I came across it, for I didn't see you comment that you'd participate in the event. Nevertheless, I found it and I enjoyed.

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sparrowsong

Hello BookWorm...

Thank you for the inspiration!

Glad you enjoyed...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Merrill...

You just did...

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Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your comment and support my friend!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

​​​​​​I'm sure she'll be thrilled with your poem and participation...

I look forward to it too and I'm certain you'll blow me out of the water...

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Have fun!

Thank you for your comment and support!

Love n Hugs

sparrowsong

 

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