To: bentfeather
Ice is worse than snow any day. I'm blessed to be here this winter. Now it's time to go sell seed!
1,256 posted on
01/06/2005 8:25:28 AM PST by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: laurenmarlowe; LunaRed; Flag Waving Patriot; Judith Anne; snippy_about_it
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Scrappy Thoughts
Little scraps are cut and sewn--
to make a quilt--pattern unknown.
Pattern unknown-- structure none,
a quilters dream--untethered scheme.
Poems are a scrappy thoughts
Shards, Shades, Shadows, of wordy fabric.
Lame' threads--sparkle, diamonds in the mind.
Put pen to paper for an ode--
ode to all who make a quilter dream.
by bentfeather
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1,257 posted on
01/06/2005 3:09:29 PM PST by
Soaring Feather
(As the sun warms my bones...you warm my soul...moonlight has the magic to make our love grow...)
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