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Broken road to home

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Trail of tears wash down a river

Speck of sunlight warms my hand

What was lost now longs for Springtime

Freedom from the frozen ground

Crocus buds do burgeon calling

Broken road that leads me home

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  1. Wow! That is really nice. Short and sweet with a punch

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    February 26, 2018
  2. Lovely. Can sense a bit of nostalgia there.

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    February 26, 2018
  3. It’s coming Lynn! We are all waiting…(K)

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    February 26, 2018
  4. That is lovely, Lynn.
    Leslie

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    February 26, 2018
  5. Lots to be read in this poem, but the hope speaks loudest.

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    February 26, 2018
  6. so lovely – many stories.

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    February 26, 2018
  7. Everything has its melancholy, right? Even though the path that leads to the light is bringing happy tears.

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    February 26, 2018
  8. Wow! Beautiful!

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    February 26, 2018
  9. Beautiful, Lynn. I love your poetry. Have you considered putting some in your book? Between chapters? Just a thought. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    February 26, 2018
  10. Great words – thank you for sharing!

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    February 26, 2018
  11. Lovely Lynn, and glad to see you will include some poetry in your book.

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    February 26, 2018
  12. Beautiful ๐Ÿ’œ

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    February 26, 2018
  13. balindsey2015 #

    I hear you Lyn. Beautifully said.

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    February 26, 2018
  14. Lots of hope in these beautiful word, my sister..

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    February 26, 2018
  15. Yes!!! This poem is wonderful. I feel I successfully be drawn to reading it over and over again.

    When will your first book of selected poems be published?

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    February 26, 2018
  16. Lynn this has the feel of some of the great 19th Century English poets – it is truly beautiful, touching and wistful. Xxx

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    February 27, 2018
  17. So lovely Lynn. xxx

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    February 27, 2018
  18. Freedom from the frozen ground. I think many of us can relate to that!

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    February 27, 2018
  19. Beautiful Lynn. Just read you are including poetry in your memoir. Looking forward to reading it. ๐ŸŒผ

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    February 27, 2018
  20. Wonderful Lynn! It sounds like a song!

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    February 27, 2018
  21. Lyn, So poignant.

    Does this connect to the ‘Trail of Tears’ the Native Americans walked? The beginning of that trail was near where I live in Ohio, and I suspect led out your way! Just another interesting connection…

    I hope the sun is shining on you today!

    Pam

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    February 27, 2018
  22. A beautiful analogy

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    February 27, 2018
  23. I feel you are addressing memories with this piece, Lynn. Beautifully written.

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    February 27, 2018
    • You are so right! I am also addressing finding me and getting back to who I am. xo

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      February 27, 2018
  24. Beautiful and redemptive words.

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    February 27, 2018
  25. This is very lovely. Your poetry is so nicely done

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    February 27, 2018
  26. I liked this photo and the great poetry you wrote about upcoming Spring! Someone told me about a month from now, for Ohio! ๐Ÿ’ฎ ๐Ÿ’

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    February 27, 2018
  27. Beautiful sister ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    February 27, 2018
  28. Incredible! Short and sweet. “What was lost now longs for Springtime”–this line is so artistic with deep meaning in it.

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    February 28, 2018
  29. Ah…the last line… โค

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    February 28, 2018
  30. Like it

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    March 11, 2018
  31. Safe Haven #

    This is so beautiful ๐ŸŒป

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    March 15, 2018
  32. Adam Sculnick #

    Beautiful work. I really enjoyed it

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    May 26, 2018

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