Frieda, you wrap us in lavender zephyr sighs and lapis forbidden skies allowing us to whirl with and within the chaos of fluttering butterflies emerging from the book of your sorrow and we may not know all that you feel inside, we want to stand by you inhaling and exhaling the moments of your poetry... Frieda this writing you do is excellent in its emotional depth as well as just plain out right beautiful, expressive artistry... loved the song and graphic... did you notice the blue one on the right, me singing your poem, sorry, you drew me in... ~~redzone
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
Your review is quite luverly curt and touched my heart, thanks so much my sweet friend. x
This is laced with the sadness and pain that you feel daily. It is something that will remain heavy in your heart forever. Sure, time may help eventually, but the heartache will remain. Sending hugs your way.....
Claire in Virginia
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
I know you're familiar with this pain, thanks so much Claire, sending you a squishy hug too my frien.. read moreI know you're familiar with this pain, thanks so much Claire, sending you a squishy hug too my friend. x
Honoring someone's legacy is how we keep them alive in our hearts, it can be tricky, we must make sure we know them well enough to know what parts of them they would want carried on… from what I have seen your sister would be proud of how you carried on from her mind and heart.
Posted 10 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
She'll be forever alive in my heart, thanks muchly Dale for your sweet words.
A tasty mouthful of color and beauty. I was too afraid to read out loud. Your words transformed in my head like a beautiful lullaby. Beautifully written Frieda :)
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10 Years Ago
Wow thanks Psyche, your review is affecting. :-) Love the lullaby.......
intention, to brush, to touch a breeze ,to wave the wand at her ruby slippers, to let the scare crow walk with you three arm and arm, if only in your dream. I pray.
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..