Posted on April 21, 2015
On which plane
do they span,
that alter lives.
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Thought provoking. 🙂
🙂 thank you so much again, your visit and kind words mean a lot!
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Thank you very much for this poem. We like very much the words “plane” and “span” in close proximity to one another. It evokes an old, old memory.
All good wishes,
Always a delight to embrace your poems Himani! Blessings my sister!
Thank you so much dear brother :)) Stay blessed and inspiring!
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