Sarah's Garden Beds
Outside a cold wind blows,and icicles are forming,but here inside the Peaceful Puba thousand hearts are warming,as poets drawn from near and farassemble in these threadsto feed a life-long love of...
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Oh you are so right Rich and even when there are no cold winds blowing, just some rain a- drizzling, we gather here because this Pub is our 'liming' place and we only 'lime' when we're having a good...
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Rich,These shared garden beds belong to all of us,but I do feel like a mother hen when it comes to the Pub. : )It is cold outside and so inspiringly warm by the fire that Pub poets keep crackling...
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What a delicious sentiment, and a very neat piece of work.I have found such warmth and welcome here.ely
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Delightful poem and I find much delight in the garden beds here. Enjoyed much. kerri
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I love the thoughts here Rich. Let's hope we all bloom like roses in this garden but I fear I'm more like a weed that's been sprayed at the moment - too busy to even think of writing anything but they...
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Maryse,You are beautiful. I thought I'd let you know. I am so glad to be "liming" with you each dayhere at the Pub, the warmest and most sincere site on the web.Sarah,They may belong to all of us,...
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Jean,When you have such gorgeous blossoms in reserve as you do, then there is no lapse - all that beauty has been preserved but it needs continually watering in order for it to flourish, as yours...
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