Tag: family
group name: itsamiracle
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May 15, 2008 09:40 PM EDT --
Baby Zackary George Soundis was born Monday May 12th 2008 at 8:48 pm. He weighed 9lbs and 1ounce. He was 21 inches long. Which makes me an aunty for the first time. His parents are my brother George . . . more
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April 18, 2008 10:37 AM EDT --
BeWare of the New Virsus going around Be Safe
Dear Gather friends
My dear friend sent me this and I wanted to share with of my Gather Friends and future Gather Friends. Please Be careful . . . more
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July 12, 2008 03:10 AM EDT --
Pill s
Sounds of a crow, incessant rippling through the wind
Let her know how much more loneliness can there be.
She picks up the knitting and stumbles at the door
Of memory, . . . more
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July 13, 2008 08:37 AM EDT --
A blank call
This road ends in another and she knows
that will somehow amalgamate into
the one now he lives. Sky conjures raindrops.
Hate is what she feels at times. Then again . . . more
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August 14, 2008 09:43 AM EDT --
Yesterday, I posted a picture of Thomas Jefferson In the basket on the Picnic Table....That will be the last picture I will ever take of him...He died yesterday August 13, 2008, I loved him dearly, . . . more
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April 22, 2008 08:24 PM EDT --
Update :When we went to Iowa City to see a Primary Care Physican he had told us Larry still has COPD. Sometimes I wonder what these doctors are thinking or where their minds are really at.....???Wondering . . . more
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April 04, 2008 02:43 AM EDT --
I don't know about other dogs, but our two mini doxies love a lot a food
I wouldn't think they would like.
Angel & Katie both love Tuna fish, (I think Katie is half cat) sourkraut, carrots, . . . more
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July 24, 2008 12:46 PM EDT --
Rust
The factory shed, rusty, turns
its corner slightly to hear them,
those two human beings, lovers.
What is there to hear? No words can be
that new? The smell of grass eats the . . . more
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August 02, 2008 06:15 AM EDT --
History
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A day had gone without saying the words.
we knew what he was thinking while changing
pavements. What he would tell over the phone
at one of . . . more
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March 20, 2008 04:56 PM EDT --
I sat by the bedside the day my father died.
The cancer that had riddled
His soul now had complete control.
He fought kicking and screaming the night the
Ambulance . . . more
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April 08, 2008 03:53 PM EDT --
Well I don't know who's getting the warm weather it sure is not Iowa.
We got snow last week couple inches.
Today it snowed and rained ....now raining.
What the heck !!!!
42 years in . . . more
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May 31, 2008 10:13 AM EDT --
This is the result of some dream rising inside after a quarrel with a friend who has importance enough to cause bleeding. At night I dream of a fight and that I am left bleeding at a desert. . . . more
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June 02, 2008 07:54 AM EDT --
( This is some body else's dream. Yes, as i explore through the unknown world of dreams of my known individuals, I face this dream seen by a lady living a hard city life and working . . . more
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June 23, 2008 11:09 AM EDT --
Change (open the window)
"Open the window."
Someone inside says.
Hands tremble and stop.
The non-habituated windows sound of rust.
The streaks of light those
Are used . . . more
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July 01, 2008 09:44 AM EDT --
The Longest Bridge
The longest bridge is the one
built between two human hearts.
The water streams under is cold, dark, distant.
those eyes of two human look . . . more
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July 14, 2008 08:03 AM EDT --
Some stories and untold truths to a tourist
Sea strokes the foot of the long dead tree.
Gulls in a galore. How many of them
Do you have named?
And, you have asked . . . more
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July 15, 2008 07:38 AM EDT --
Summer, 2008
Open day for clouds.
The park is the reign of the youth,
of the old and dog owners alike.
The girl who is collecting pebbles,
does not have . . . more
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July 27, 2008 04:25 AM EDT --
Singing in the rain
The song. Ah, cloud! You have touched the
crescendo again. With a sense
of vague irritation I find
the pebbles on the left side of
my chest is suddenly melting. . . . more
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July 28, 2008 09:15 AM EDT --
Mystic Forest _1
A smell that we cannot sense
in our city orb
creeps in, green flag of it flies,
wins over our heart.
“what will be available
for dinner this night?”
“Wild chickens . . . more
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August 03, 2008 06:10 AM EDT --
She
enters
without a knock.
Stays forever.
Inside this mind.
Inside this life.
Inside this livelihood. . . . more
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