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Special Time

The ice was etched in perfect form,
Snow drifting like a gossamer gown.
Sky carved from an ebony block so true,
Scattered with diamonds, making black, blue.

A hand held gently within the visions glow.
No matter that it was Ice and snow.
A love kindled, that has always been
Your warmth perfected this scene.

The only thing that random love could do
Was to create perfection for us two
To look in wonder we were lost in time.
With greener grass, just yours and mine

The moment stored deep within the mind
Here the eternity of time was left behind
Etched forever in that minds vast spaces
This was feelings touching many places

It mattered not that no one else shared
This was it, for all time, with one who cared

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Just a memory from the past that holds today. Has been edited from 2012
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A warm, lovely write. I see a snow storm, white fluffy snow with Crystal icecicles hanging down. Perhaps a couple snowed in, staring out the window, hot chocolate in hand. Sharing time and thoughts on a winter day.

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Most of it right but no hot chocolate, just hot feelings and a damn good memory. Ottawa a long time ago lol..
Thanks for your lovely visit, Yours as always Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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I am sure it was quite a night....great piece

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Only three weeks and No hanky Panky lol but a loss of a heart for someone, only 36 years this March seems like yesterday LOL
Take care drop us a PM when time permits, Yours Ian.T.

Am writing a piece that is really for another story but will put it on Wesley's workshop for a while to see the interest, I was going to write a story called the Advisor but we will see if time permits

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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I am playing with ideas for the workshop...I have many emotions but seem to be blocked at getting out. I think all the harshness I have received has me leary but I will keep trying. Something will spit out.

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Memories, everybody has them some good some bad. This one sounds great, as does your poem. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

Yes things that have lasted half of my lifetime must be good, I am glad that you liked the write also, Take care, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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Beautiful memories that you hold in your heart, they are sometimes the things that get us through. This was a beautiful piece of a long remembered acquaintance

I only have one gripe I was slightly put off from the rhythm in the third stanza

For all time this grass would be greener
The only thing that random love could do
Was to create perfection for us two
To look in wonder we were lost in time.

the loss of the rhyming couplets put me off a little bit in the read, other than that small thing I think its a wonderful piece and well worth the work

thanks for sharing such a beautiful personal memory

my love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Thank you for pointing out a flaw in flow, I hope I have sorted it after all this time.
Really lovely to see you here again, becoming whole again takes a lot of time young lady and we have plenty of that.
Sorry about the children playing games, and moving things, I have told them you just need their support, and laughter..
Yours as always Ian.T xx

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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I am glad I could help improve an already wonderful poem the flow is so important, I have time hopefully it will find me in a better place, I am taking it one step at a time, one minute at a time, one deep breath at a time

funny you should say that about the children ? Do you think you could ask them where my tablet is I lost it yesterday and cant find it lol smile

with love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

You want to try and live here, they hide things all the time.
I have just written a piece for Wesley's workshop it is a poem on that story I mentioned to you that I was going to write.
It is lovely to hear you laugh again it has been a few days, just you let it out gal, there are times in this world that those that have given so much in life need to laugh and be more smiley your time is now.
To hell with all those that have been unnecessarily hurtful.
I can hear more laughing, you just rest and listen, Yours Ian.T xx

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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I will try to find some peace, I am looking and keeping my mind active

the first smile is the hardest the next is the beginning to healing quote "me"

love always JC xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

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