| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 06/27/07 at 07:17 AM There's always something to suggest that we'll never be who others want us to be. Our choice is to accept that or keep on moving. Much peace to you, my friend. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 06/29/07 at 04:44 PM I know the feeling, Joan. And you pour it over the page in this poem in a completely real plight form. I can feel it thunking in my chest.
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| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 06/29/07 at 04:48 PM [This inspires me to have the kids at The Bereavement Center write/paint their feelings on the poetry wall. Just like this, without being expected to explain —just listened to.]
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| Posted by Dan Kasten on 07/02/07 at 03:33 PM The simplest of emotions seem to run the deepest. This is powerful. I am thinking... |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 02/20/09 at 02:37 PM update! The kids at the Center (above comment) have been writing & painting their feelings on the poetry wall, much to their & my delight. And I love this poem. ;) |
