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A Poem – Week Forty-One

This poem is about the belief I had that nothing good could last. I don't know if I still feel this way. That seems so bleak and I am more hopeful than that. This poem was written on August 4, 1997. Nothing Gold Can Stay Nothing gold can stay Even the brightest things Eventually fade… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-One

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Free poetry e-book in exchange for an honest review

Hello all readers and bloggers. I still need a few volunteers. My book has been purchased, but no one has left a review on it yet. I would like to offer a free e-book to anyone willing to offer an honest review on it. It contains 15 poems, plus corresponding original photos for most of… Continue reading Free poetry e-book in exchange for an honest review