May 23, 2011
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They make you real.
Its memories that make you whole.
It starts with one:
Swimming in the greenbrier river
In Pocahontas County, West Virginia
With ice floating by wearing nothing,
But a bathing suit.
Then they begin to accumulate.
To make a lifetime.
If we had no memories,
We would not be here.

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Anne B. said...
Jul. 17, 2011 at 1:18 am
This poem isn't one of my best at all. Try reading the rest of them. Try reading "Life's Colors" or Blissful, I was" or one of the other recently posted ones. They are much better reads! Thanks, ~AEB
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