The sweetest memories live within us,
No one caught that moment’s bliss,–
None inscribed those precious feelings
On a raw or glaring paper,–
But a memory is this.
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Here is a blog for all of my poetry that I'm writing in the here and now, and from now on... I would really welcome your critique, both good and bad, of my work, to help me improve and also so I can gauge the public's reaction to and reception of my poetry. Enjoy!
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