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o tender heart
what distance tears
the keeper
from the seeking
what words
were never heard
(I hear them still)
tender as
ten thousand
tiny wings above
the timbers –
(call me home)
surrendered
as I will
o longing (stay)
within this breast
of all I’ve not forsaken
to know you then
– the path begins
anew
where and why
the truth
(is never gone
from us forever)
returning me
across the night
to you
. . .
tornadoday 
I love this photo..really fits the mood your words are painting
A new year, and newly written words to inspire hearts and minds! The distance between those who love your poems and you is not very far! I can attest to that as their light always find a secure place deep within! Thanks for beginning my year with your always embracing and soothing words…they provide a perfect serenade Bobbie! God bless!
marvelous heartfelt mood! It carries you in a teardrop ~ Faithfully Debbie
Opening an old, familiar door to find the beginnings of a new and different time than the past remembered there. Happy New Year, Sweetness ! ~~xo~~ Me
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