2009! 57 years ago in April I was a 2# squealing baby boy. Got a wonderful tan in an incubator. Made friends with plastic tubing, needles and tape. All of which I have zero recollection. I've been well watered and fertilized over the years, and grown quite ripe. Plastic tubing, needles and tape are catalysts for flashbacks without the buzz. Enjoy!
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short, sharp and very, very sweet!
p.s. I'm enjoying your readings too, pat.
:-)
Nice one! Interesting to see the pages as trees!
Oh, I like this one Pat!
Very nice!
Great reading!
Thanks.
Margie:)
wow!
What an image of timelessness.
Hearing your voice an added treat.
still dog-earing the pages, pat?
beautifully succinct... love it!
Great job reading this one. Really enjoy hearing your voice.
Nice, a lot going on here.
nice -- your voice is perfect for this kind of thing :)
a great way to sum up our reading/living experiences
thank you
Thanks SB!!
Thank you Kai!!
MB, I may play with those firat two lines some more. I think there's more there and I got sidetracked. Thank you!!
Thank you Margie!! Enjoyed your new poem. Would love to hear you read??
Thank you Mikaelah!!
Bad habits don't go away easy... Thank you Polona!!
Thank you Don!!
Thanks Vaughn!! I think my muse is telling me to go back I didn't get it right.
Thank you Andrew!!
Thanks Floots!!
yes...a fine piece.
STS
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