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of all I have known
so few as you are ~
with words
I can’t paint
you (the same)
as a snowflake
in sunlight ~
a warm winter breeze
of a poem you wrote me
one time
how you said
it was nothing ~
no more than a line
you’d found on your way
back to me
a thought
without logical place
to become ~
(don’t think it means more
than you meant it to be)
when given to voice
on my hand
a message of blue
in piecework design
told of place ~
I never had been
walking the day
in the afternoon sun
I was there ~
(did you know)
anyway
a kiss met with two
maybe three at one time
and I knew
(did you know)
what would come of my love
of a verse
strung to word ~
wasn’t much left to say
as hearts fell
to silence (wide open)
hand as by hand
choice of this choice ~
breath when the rest
came apart
(every time)
a willing retelling
the story of you ~
and I without answers
or longing
to rhyme
tornadoday 
do you ever think people can have the same experiences with different people
in different time and places, yet one can write for all of us the thoughts of those memories that are never meant to be left behind?
you just wrote my thoughts last night as I was coming home…not the exact words, but very close and the energy was too close….
Beautiful Bobbie as always you wrote about me too…
all those beautiful seeds you seem to scatter
are memories I need to reach out and gather
knowing they are in a language unique to me
they are the threads that have made me …me
Take Care….You Matter
)0(
always……love to you
just me
Actually, Maryrose, I don’t think that at all. I know it, because otherwise, there’s no explanation for life or the things we ‘know’ without a reason to know.
Thank you…….and I’m glad that sometimes (maybe more than some) I am hearing your voice when I write.
Love you, Maryrose.
~ Bobbie
Sometimes worlds & ages fuse within the few letters of a simple word, so how about a complete thought!
Loved the flow here & hope I can cover all what I’ve missed down your kingdom throughout my leave…
Love & Light
I’ve missed you terribly, Mira ~ and even when you were away, I always knew you would return. Thank you, dear dear friend. ~ All my love, Bobbie
…and none to make sense of it all.
xo
Paul
…yet perfect sense……. ~ B
Everyone who has lived and loved, understand and feel the magic of your words deep inside. It’s a essence that never leaves us and when we hear certain words it triggers feelings from another time or place, perhaps a deja-vu moment but it comes and reminds us how complete we really are…for our spirits never truly let it go, we only remember at another time and place the feelings we felt and treasured before. Wonderful poem dear sister!
Indeed, dear Wendell. And in those moments, we realize the depths of our gratitude for all we’ve known and all we’ve loved, and places we live still. If God had intended that we let go of everything, He surely would have spared us a memory. 😀 Thank you, Wendell. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
beautifully written….I love it, Linda
Thank you, Linda. Those are words I never tire of hearing! ~ Love you, Bobbie