Reflections For The New Day
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Comment from su amor
What a sweet and loving poem. I too have a son, he is 6 years old. I share the same cares you do. As parents we want to do everything right. I lovewd the poem. Great read
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What a sweet and loving poem. I too have a son, he is 6 years old. I share the same cares you do. As parents we want to do everything right. I lovewd the poem. Great read
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Brimstone
I like the lines about the teddy bears being your audience, and your dog. Very child-like and so real. I like the prose. It was a nice read.
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I like the lines about the teddy bears being your audience, and your dog. Very child-like and so real. I like the prose. It was a nice read.
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Grace King
Jewell,
This is so beautiful. The days of yore revisited through your words. I still catch the fireflies with my grandchildren. Fascinating.
Just one item:
There was this brown eyed (brown-eyed) boy
Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.
always
flo
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Jewell,
This is so beautiful. The days of yore revisited through your words. I still catch the fireflies with my grandchildren. Fascinating.
Just one item:
There was this brown eyed (brown-eyed) boy
Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.
always
flo
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from oldpro
that was beautiful,almost liks seeing a movie of your younger years.
thanks, I really enjoyed that poem!,you have such a lovly way to express thoughts,
and always a perfect point to make, take care,,,
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that was beautiful,almost liks seeing a movie of your younger years.
thanks, I really enjoyed that poem!,you have such a lovly way to express thoughts,
and always a perfect point to make, take care,,,
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Walter L. Jones
Subjective, you have captured my heart, report and seen, touched that spot dead on, twisted my day back where it belonged, remembering cherished moments..Thanks Walt
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Subjective, you have captured my heart, report and seen, touched that spot dead on, twisted my day back where it belonged, remembering cherished moments..Thanks Walt
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from El Romantico
This is so real because we let ourselves get caught up into our environment that we don't even know if our children realize how important they are to us. We take them so much for granted sometimes, yet they can teach us a few things or two. Thanks for the read and enjoy yourself with your greatest treasure.
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This is so real because we let ourselves get caught up into our environment that we don't even know if our children realize how important they are to us. We take them so much for granted sometimes, yet they can teach us a few things or two. Thanks for the read and enjoy yourself with your greatest treasure.
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Graceheart
You have pegged the greatest care perfectly! I know all of these feelings like they were my own. I spent all day with my youngest son yesterday at his Wrestling Tournament, where he shinned and I paced more nervously than a pinned up lion. He gives his all at almost everything he does and is a happy boy. I on the other hand often wander if I am giving him enough of me! I am trying as hard as possible and your poem says the same about you! Awesome prose and a super Mom!
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You have pegged the greatest care perfectly! I know all of these feelings like they were my own. I spent all day with my youngest son yesterday at his Wrestling Tournament, where he shinned and I paced more nervously than a pinned up lion. He gives his all at almost everything he does and is a happy boy. I on the other hand often wander if I am giving him enough of me! I am trying as hard as possible and your poem says the same about you! Awesome prose and a super Mom!
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Mrs Jones
Delightful ramblings. I really enjoyed these images. Well written as ever.
His name was Doug Golden.
Funny how you don't forget your first crush.
No you don't. I remember my first crush. Nearly 50 year ago. 15 years after "the cush" when I grew up I married him and we stayed that way until he died.
Good write
Cheers
Rose
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Delightful ramblings. I really enjoyed these images. Well written as ever.
His name was Doug Golden.
Funny how you don't forget your first crush.
No you don't. I remember my first crush. Nearly 50 year ago. 15 years after "the cush" when I grew up I married him and we stayed that way until he died.
Good write
Cheers
Rose
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Twitterrpated
I have always felt that if you can tap into what someone is writing without effort, and take away with you a smile. Then , the simple intention of the writer has been met.
Thank you for sharing who you are, where you have been, and mostly for the unconditioned thoughts of your son.
Please let me know when all your writings are listed!!!
~~Blessed~~
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I have always felt that if you can tap into what someone is writing without effort, and take away with you a smile. Then , the simple intention of the writer has been met.
Thank you for sharing who you are, where you have been, and mostly for the unconditioned thoughts of your son.
Please let me know when all your writings are listed!!!
~~Blessed~~
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005
Comment from Storyweaver
Jewell, I love the content here, it hits home with me, especially the last few stanzas. I worry that I am not paying enough attention to my boys too, I feel guilty when I sit and write and so on...
I think I'll go see what they are doing.
Good work!
Weaver.
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Jewell, I love the content here, it hits home with me, especially the last few stanzas. I worry that I am not paying enough attention to my boys too, I feel guilty when I sit and write and so on...
I think I'll go see what they are doing.
Good work!
Weaver.
Comment Written 23-Jan-2005