Renaissance
Renaissance I am Spring …born Winter An old soul. I recognize names On carved stones In the graveyards Of old churches, And I am overcome By sadness and grief That I know not From whence it comes. I...
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Aanneee, This poem puts the gold in being an old soul. good technique too, especially the grounding of the end to the beginning ...the circle of life indeed! Sarah
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An interesting and thought provoking poem Dinah. I feel a kinship sometimes with people who lived centuries ago. I wonder if that means I was there?
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I like to believe I have been here, there and everywhere and will continue to do that in my future lives It comforts me to feel that way...thank you so much for reading me Jean Dinah
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