Friends, I hope you’ll welcome a friend of mine to the site. Three years ago, he was given a new heart. Every day, we’re given chances to use ours. Is that not the meaning of the words, ‘well done, my good and faithful servant’? Thank you. ~ My love, Bobbie
A rose dropped into the water
drifts southward in the current
to a place of dreams and memories
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A Rose and Lace
There’s always something here
Holding you to me,
Nothing I can touch or hear
Nothing I can see.
It comes from somewhere deep inside
From where tender memories start
Where feelings such as these abide
And bridge the mind and heart.
It’s like you’ve always been there,
Your love will never leave,
A scent of rose in salty air
And lace upon your sleeve.
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In description, I am an anachronism, a dreamer of dreams based in reality, a skeptical optimist, impractically practical.
I love the world around me, but despise what certain groups of people are doing to it.
I am a writer, a poet, a painter who enjoys photography, a hobbyist of many facets, gardening, making jewelry, fishing,
building furniture, or anything out of wood, and anything that will…
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LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words said:
Beautiful energy Bobbie,
thanks for pointing us in the direction
Take Care…
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maryrose
tornadoday said:
You’re welcome, Maryrose. I think you’ll truly enjoy Paul’s writings (ramblings)…….. 🙂
milenanik3 said:
🙂 You have an amazing friend Bobbie.
tornadoday said:
Thanks, Milena. I’m so glad you’ve welcomed him with your kindness. He is an amazing man…….though I am quite certain he is feeling a bit overwhelmed right now. 🙂