this girl,
so distant,
whose life
i live
enters her winter
with more love to give
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this girl,
so distant,
whose life
i live
enters her winter
with more love to give
An Artist’s Path 
When a few words can say more than an entire novel. Love this .
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Oh, wow. Thank you for that wonderful compliment 😊
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Your finale lines, beautifully complemented your positive poem
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Thanks so much 😊
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Lovely portrait and poem, Sue. Both selfies? 🙂
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Thanks, Bill😊
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Beautiful! 🙂 As is the artwork Sue.
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Thank you😊
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Lovely poem and portrait ❤️
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Thanks so much 😊
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Lovely!
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Thank you😊
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You are welcome. 😊
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❤❤
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Gorgeous!
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Thank you, Ally😊
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My pleasure, Sue!
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Stunning piece. Beautiful finale to a lovely poem.
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Thank you, Eugenia 😊
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful poem my friend. Love does not depend on youth to keep it strong.
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I couldn’t agree more! I believe love deepens with time.
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Interesting and provocative. I read it and reread it with deeper meaning. Lovely. 🌺
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Thanks, Bela. I believe love deepens with age.
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Agreed on that, for sure. For some reason this brings up Portia’s soliloquy in The Merchant of Venice (the quality of mercy). Some things have just taken me a virtual lifetime to understand more fully, though I have long been intrigued. ❤️
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Very nice
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Lovely!
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That’s lovely. So much depth in so few words.
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Thanks, Joey😊
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