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“Your wrinkles reflect the roads you have taken, they form the map of your life.” Diane von Furstenberg
Rising You don't write but your skin is a journal of everything you ever felt, a lace of vast connections, those once golden tresses now silvered wisdom lighting the path, the angst of youth now poised and comfortable in inevitable uncertainties, you beauty, like a phoenix, rises from life, if I told you this you'd smile that unbelieving smile. Copyright 2023 ©️Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
Love this, Paul.
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Thank you very much Punam.
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A touching poetic moment.
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Many thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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You have a wonderful heart. It is exposed with your words. Thank you for sharing yourself so openly. It is rare in this world today.
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Thank you for these beautifully kind words Patricia, very much treasured.
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Oh gosh. Melt this grandma’s heart why don’t cha?
♥.
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O wow, what a lovely response, thank you so much Niki.
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My pleasure, Paul! I love this poem. ♥.
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🙂
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Beautiful heartfelt poem Paul! ❣️
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Thank you for your kind words Cindy. 🙂
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A pleasure Paul! ❣️
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Yes I would
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I thought you might 😉
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