The Holidays Are Upon Us Old Touch
Sing me a song of memories3 total reviews
Comment from honeytree
Excellent art work for these words written.
we all have memories to look back on within our lives
Maybe many within our world try to relive their memories
We can't really and have to be happy for today
As tomorrow may not come.
We may even regret some memories.
honey tree
I have no six left
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Excellent art work for these words written.
we all have memories to look back on within our lives
Maybe many within our world try to relive their memories
We can't really and have to be happy for today
As tomorrow may not come.
We may even regret some memories.
honey tree
I have no six left
Comment Written 18-Nov-2014
Comment from Life is but a dream.
I am so deeply honored that you have used my photo for your poem. I could visualize the fellows at the bar, the memories flooding over one and him crying. THANK YOU
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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I am so deeply honored that you have used my photo for your poem. I could visualize the fellows at the bar, the memories flooding over one and him crying. THANK YOU
Comment Written 17-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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Thank you so much for stopping, more for the use of your work, thank you again. Walt
Comment from Jay Squires
An odd choice of picture for this poem, I feel, Walt.
If I grasp this poem's meaning there is nothing sexual about it. It is a tender poem of memory, regret, love lost, family remembered, Holidays approaching, the chains of drinking. Very sad, Walt, vulnerable, bruised sensibilities.
reply by the author on 17-Nov-2014
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An odd choice of picture for this poem, I feel, Walt.
If I grasp this poem's meaning there is nothing sexual about it. It is a tender poem of memory, regret, love lost, family remembered, Holidays approaching, the chains of drinking. Very sad, Walt, vulnerable, bruised sensibilities.
Comment Written 17-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 17-Nov-2014
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Warm thoughts and understanding, thanks for visiting and sharing, may your day be full and filled with the joys of the season, Walt
