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Roses Many Thorns

I now recall
years ago may be aeons
I composed a poem from a man to his wife
O Thorn
It will take me some time to recompose it
as decades have lapsed...

roses placed in library books still living as petals
thorns stand buried in living memory of roses

how can one enjoy a cup of tea
without sugar or excess

life as you have said
is not a dress rehearsal

my vision speaks a bit louder
no clothes are needed
roses are soft
thorns perpetually prick hardest
rest all you know it

be merry
marriage is a passionate love story
hard pricks are needed
for a bitter cup of coffee
else
white tea from the Far East
where you once lived

enjoyed being the live thorn
rose petals were gradually torn

decades old poem
must have been one

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Uplifting poem
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Not Explicit Content

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I think this needs to be tightened up some to make it more cohesive, it goes off on tangents for me but that could be the concussion, I think it needs an edit wait and see what everyone else thinks and if you'd like me to help with edits I would be happy to help you once I've had a little sleep, it's been a long ass day for this duck.

love and hugs Jayne

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

There is no one here better than you I just composed this off the cuff old memory may be a rough draft only I will wait for you only Sis

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I had a fall last night and my forehead is black with a massive bandage on it. Cat and Geez and a couple of others have seen it.

I face planted the floor and guess what?? Heads do bounce mine did. Lol. I ended up at the ER having a brain scan I have a massive concussion and a black as night baseball sized haematoma on my forehead lol I'm a stunner today hahahaha my eyes have started to bruise

I will come back after I've had a rest I've had to follow concussion protocols since I left the hospital yesterday morning.

Big hugs and love Sis xox

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

rest I'm in no hurry Get well first that is more important.Sis

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This poem awaits your edit as promised
kindly

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thanks

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Lost and then found again? Maybe in a slightly different form?

Tim

I recalled old
and added new
ha ha ...My way of creativity
thanks

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Hello, Lovedly,
True...life is not a dress rehearsal, thus both the roses and the thorns.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Lav

how true Valentines real ones come once in a way as ROSES ......yet thorns must remain no pain no gain

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