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Wednesday, September 15, 2010

She Sang The Old Songs


She sang the old songs

Songs of lilacs and shady lanes

She sang the peace songs

Songs of home and front porches

She sang the love songs

Songs of heart and Sunday walks

She sang until time and rhyme were one

Blue Pueblo

14 comments:

  1. A perfect example of art and poetry complementing one another. Well done :-)))

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  2. Thank you so much, Jonie! I appreciate it! :)

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  3. All made me reminisce to a time my mother and father lived, both are still alive. A time thought of as the Good ol' Days. I'm so spoiled with air conditioning, store purchased ice cream, and micro-waved popcorn. To me, these are the good ol' days right now :)

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  4. I'm with you, Preston. While it may nice to wax nostalgic, in reality we would miss the comforts of today! Thank you! :)

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  5. wow, that is a lovely melody, nice and serene. thanks for sharing barb my buddy:))

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  6. I love that image that recalls the old photo albums, with the sticky-backed corners to hold the photos.

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  7. They compliment each other wonderfully!

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  8. That's lovely Barbara and the picture does complement the words very well

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  9. Thank you all so much, Montucky, Neva, and Kate! :)

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  10. I'm sure Blue Pueblo will appreciate that, Giulia! Thanks for stopping by! :)

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  11. This is nostalgic and lovely! Love the poem and old front porches... brings back memories.

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  12. I miss front porches, too, Anna! Seems to be dying out, rarely see them on new homes. That's sad! Thank you for being here! :)

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