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February 06, 2011



Great verse, my friend! I love the images your recollections paint.


What a wonderfully refreshing poem, Julie!! And you know, I am soooooo happy that this potluck theme reminded you of your favorite childhood days, and made you feel this way....yaaaayyy!!!!!
I read the first line, and I was hooked to the poem thereafter!! It was such a delight to read!!
Thank YOU for sharing this with potluck, Julie...
(and here's a li'l secret.. I think I'm gonna try this myself.. hanging down from my knees, I mean ;-))


fantastic! fear fell from my pockets. It moves this peace, bitter,sweet.


Just to let you know--although not poem of the week, I did highlight this on the potluck blog. It's so well written. Victoria


Stunning piece, smiles of times when 'fear fell from my pockets'... powerful write. longing for moments true and truly inspired by all that drifted by in those moments hanging by my knees.

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