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there are words
that have no place
like burning and the sun
like autumn and the day where leaves
still scatter
that place
tho far away
is not so very far
where wide awake
the best of the dreams are real
where love is all
but hurts no less
sadness eased by wonder
and held as near
as when the ink was freshly
left to page
when leaves were green
the sun
was in your eyes
. . .
tornadoday 
Words filled with melancholy and beauty.They reach deep in ones soul. It’s no more than exquisitely perfect!
Thanks for sharing 🙂
Thank you so much. Your kindness fills my soul with smiles……… Thank you! ~ Love, Bobbie
So beautifully written! Congratulations!
Thank you, Terry. I am humbled by your visit and your kind words. ~ Much love, Bobbie
The perfect blend of the image and your words are so very inspiring! Maybe I will write a poem this morning…i really love the image, so much can be done with that!
You most definitely should (as if you needed a reason)………. Always, your heart knows the language of my own, dear Wendell. ~ Always, Bobbie
The poem and picture put me right into the place, “where dreams are real and love is all..,” This poem is a wonderful way to start my day…Thank you, mary
Lucky me (lucky words)…….Thank you, my dear Mary. Always, your presence blesses me in ways I cannot put to voice. ~ Ever, Bobbie