Sunday, February 28, 2010

A WOMAN'S WAY

She wears her life's true love upon
Her breast - a gem - magnificent
And cherishes with all her heart
Its beauty and wonderment.

But also in some box she keeps
Bright colored beads she likes to own -
The light - the brief - the little loves
Of vanished girlhood she has known.
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Photo courtesy of Lorraine at: http://coloursandstuffl.blogspot.com/
Thank you so much Lorraine, for sharing your wonderful photos with me!

31 comments:

  1. The light the brief the little loves
    Of vanished girlhood she has known.

    So true and we carry on close to our hearts.

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  2. The jewelry of our childhood can never be replaced. It is always special. It was beautiful then in the eyes of the child and is still beautiful. Nice photo, Lorraine. And great poem, Margie.

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  3. This is beautiful Margie, I too would never try to replace the dazzling jewelry of my childhood, so precious to me.
    The photo is lovely and I love these beautiful beads.....:-) Hugs

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  4. Wonderful !!! I liked the term 'vanished girlhood'..your words and your frns beautiful picture create magic here.
    Margie,i was busy with my daughter's exams ..how i missed you my dear friend.Hugs !!!

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  5. Wow. Your words are like jewels of the vanished childhood, of the present and your future. Thanks

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  6. Indeed it is nice to thank Lorraine.

    However, I thank YOU, for putting words with her photos, and out of those words, creating such beautiful thoughts.

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  7. love-jewelry- women all three have a close bond. The brief period of girlhood that vanishes... so true Margie.

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  8. You bring up a dear subject in this tiny poem, Margie.

    Gems are both the girl's and the woman's best friends - worn on the bossom and kept in some box.

    The picture above is very beautiful and relevant to the words.

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  9. Makes me sad, I don't remember jewelry when I was young, I like it now. Beautifully written, lovely.

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  10. Beautiful! I too keep jewelry in boxes, old trinkets from my childhood and every time I open these, I am taken back in time, surrounded by many memories...
    What a poignant poem that every woman can relate to.
    Have a lovely Monday dear Margie,
    xo
    Zuzana

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  11. HI MARGIE-

    Oh my this is so lovely, Beautiful words for wonderful sentiments.

    Love Gail
    peace.....

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  12. Wow your poetry is so engaging, it enchanted me and yes does the photo ever work, great use of it sweety woo hoo Margie!!!

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  13. oh and If I may thanks for those who enjoyed the photo :)

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  14. love how the pic and poem go so well together. especially like the second stanza makes me think of a box of pretty polished rocks i have for no other reason than their beauty :)

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  15. lighting to the post with ur beautiful words :)..

    urs..hemu..

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  16. Hi Margie,
    The jewlery of our childhood is so precious. I still have some of my jewlery that I had as a child in my jewlery box. I even still wear some of it. Beautifully expressed, as always.
    Good talking to you today. We will talk tomorrow about the show tonight.
    Take care.

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  17. Hey Margie! Thank you so much. :D It would be a big help for me. I have to make a decision at the end of this week and I do hope I won't regret my choice. It's been pretty tough. But yeah, I'm praying for our company's stability.

    Thank you. Just always remember, I do care, as well. :D


    Love the two-stanza poem. Very beautiful. Take care always. :D

    -Cez

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  18. Hi Margie,how are you.I am back after a long time.enjoyed reading all your poems.Just beautiful.also like the new look of your blog.

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  19. totally love this...the poem and the colorful necklace. Wow. Sarah

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  20. Yes, priya, close to our hearts!
    Thank you for your visit.

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    Hi TechoBabe
    I have some jewelery from my childhood that is so special to me!
    Isn't Lorraine's photo great!
    Thank you for the kind words!

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    Hello Bernie
    We can never replace that dazzling jewelery from our childhood, can we.
    Thank you for the kind words on my poem.
    The photo from Lorraine is lovely, isn't it!
    Hugs!

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    Hi JBR
    You are welcome!
    Take care.

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    Hello Kavita
    Oh, so nice to see you here again.
    I missed you!
    Hope all went well with your daughter's exams.
    Thank you my kind friend for that lovely comment!

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    Hi Paula
    Your kind comment is appreacited.
    Thank you.
    Hope you are doing well.

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    Thank you Steve, for the nice comment ...it is appreciated.
    I could never not thank Lorraine though as she was so kind to lend me her lovely photo.

    Be well, take care!

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    Hello Ariel
    Always nice to have you visit.
    Thank you for the comment.

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    Hi Hobo
    Loved that comment!
    'Colors - the jewelery that love wears'
    Thank you!

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    Hello Duta
    So glad to know you found my poem that way, a dear subject.
    I thnak you for your kind words.

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    Hi Cinner
    Oh, I'm sorry that my poem made you sad.
    But I do understand why.

    I always am glad for your visits and comments.
    Thank you!

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    Hi Zuzana
    Isn't it wonderful when one opens a jewelery box and beautiful memories from our childhood come to us!
    It's so precious!

    Thank you for the lovely comment.
    xo

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    Thank you Gail.
    Have a great day!

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    Hello Lorraine
    I love how your photo went so well with my poem.
    Thank you so much for letting me use it and thanks for the kind words!
    You are a sweetheart!

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    Hi Jessie
    Thank you for the kind comment.
    I always appreciate your visits.
    Oh, I have tell you how much it meant to me that you thought my poem "My Heart Is High" had a Emily Dickinson quality to it.
    Super Poet Jessie saw it!
    So glad!

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    I thank you Hemu for the nice comment.
    Take care.

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    Hi Anne
    I also have some jewelery form my childhood that I still wear, like you do.
    It brings back wonderful memories!

    Thank you my friend for the kind words!
    Talk soon.
    Have a very busy day here!

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  21. Hello Cez
    Oh, you are so welcome!
    I hope so much all will work out okay!
    Be strong my friend!
    I keep you in my good thoughts and prayers!

    Thanks for your visit and kind words!

    Margie :)

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  22. Hello Mrs. Cullen
    How kind you are!
    Thank you!

    Margie :)

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  23. Oh my goodness!
    Starry is here!
    How happy I am!
    I missed you and thought about you often while you were gone.

    What a nice surprise to see you here!
    Be well and take good care!

    Thank you for the nice comment!

    Margie :)

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  24. Hello Sarah
    Thank you!
    So glad that you loved it!

    Margie :)

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  25. always treasuring the memories,
    keep the faith !
    hugs

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  26. The photo is lovely and I love these beautiful beads.....:
    home based data entry

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  27. smiles. we should all cling to those bits of the child inside us...and even take them out to wear them at times...

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  28. My Double Dip:

    Ya know, I have a nice power drill, but find myself using now and then that old familiar hand drill-with-a-spinning-handle, probably 60-70 year old.


    Your writing: simple, and sweet!

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