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In dirt scuffed shoes

DSC_0020I walk the road of no regrets
Dirt scuffed shoes and poplar leaves

Fallen heroes grieve for me
Womankind stacked at my feet

Her voice calls out in unison
I sing in tandem heart bereaved

The chime says no regrets for me
A wasted form of liberty

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  1. I totally agree with these fine words. Regret is a wasted emotion.

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    November 29, 2018
  2. I agree Lynn, no regrets, it was all meant to be.

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    November 29, 2018
  3. Great opening line. Loved this from start to finish

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    November 29, 2018
  4. You most certainly need no regrets dear Lynz… Beautiful … Hope you and yours enjoyed Thanksgiving time where you are.. Much love. ❤

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    November 29, 2018
  5. Whatever happened may direct us but we should not allow any regrets to keep us in place. Beautiful poem, Lynn.

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    November 29, 2018
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    November 29, 2018
  7. You walked over burning coals to become diamond fire. No regrets. 🌟✨💫

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    November 30, 2018
    • Wow that is lovely! Thank you Gail ❤️💕

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      November 30, 2018
      • Lyn, you have no idea how much I admire you. 🌟

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        November 30, 2018
        • You are so kind Gail! That really means so very much to me. It is hard to feel worthy, good about yourself even if you have tried your best. It really makes me feel proud when you tell me that! Thank you, ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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          November 30, 2018
  8. Wonderful poem, Lynn!! xoxoxoxo


    November 30, 2018
  9. No regrets and those dirt scuffed shoes tell your story.

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    November 30, 2018
  10. Beautiful walk through the refiner’s fire and finding your life changed into gold. I am so happy for you, Lynn. ❤

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    November 30, 2018
  11. Regrets weren’t met to be, you see. Kick them aside with dirt scuffed shoes. It’s your turn to be what you choose.

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    November 30, 2018
  12. Great !! Love it espcially this line “I sing in tandem heart bereaved” 🙂

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    November 30, 2018
  13. Beautiful and heroic, Lynn. We cannot change the past, so regrets accomplish nothing. Smile and embrace the future, my friend.

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    December 1, 2018

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