Past Praries

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    Past Praries
    Past Praries we travel....
    always looking for home

    though we go forwards
    ...our minds roam

    Backwards through the portals
    ....seeking the wildfire of our souls.

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    lonewolf commented on Past Praries

    04-19-2009

    wow! for such a short verse, alot was said. very nice
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    outawhackjack commented on Past Praries

    03-07-2009

    Nice write, short and sweet
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    chadallac74 commented on Past Praries

    02-28-2009

    I like your format here... artistic!!! I gave you a 10!!!
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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