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dandelions, dragonflies
soft summer evenings
skies so delicious
i reach for a spoon
whispers in cedars
voices in willows
blanket of stars
beneath the tall pine
puff balls and rune stones
tell me our future
forever home —
the welcome mat out
loves me, loves me not
words hide the answer
longing remains
the key to my dreams
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Dennis Cardiff 
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Thanks so much for reblogging my poem Dandelions. It is much appreciated. ~ Dennis
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Thanks, Oliana, for reblogging my poem. It is much appreciated.~ Dennis
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This is so precious! reminds me when I was little thinking dandelions were just another type of daisy. Felt so proud bringing a bunch for my mom to put on our kitchen table {beaming}
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Thanks for visiting my site. You’ve got some really beautiful poetry here and I really wish you the best.
T.A. Uner
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Thanks for your kind words about my poetry. I’ve just downloaded “The Leopard Vanguard (Leopard King Saga, Tome 1)” I can’t wait to start reading it. ~ Dennis
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Thats nice of you. I appreciate you following my site, it means a lot.
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lovely melody, gentle reminder of a higher, true self
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Thanks for your kind words. I loved your post, “What if it’s not them, but YOU?” I’ll be back often for inspiration. ~ Dennis
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absolutely divinity in action, loved it!
thank you for the follow 🙂
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Thanks so much, Linda. ~ Dennis
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Lovely poem! lot of old memories in these words.
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Thanks so much, Elaine. You inspire me. ~ Dennis
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these words touched me, thank you…bob
“whispers in cedars
voices in willows
blanket of stars
beneath the tall pine”
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Hi Bob, those are my favorite lines as well. Thanks for your comment.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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Nicely done, Dennis!
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Thanks Jack, as always, your comments are much appreciated.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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“loves me, loves me not”
Wonderful.
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Doesn’t that take you back to first grade? That’s the way I felt when I wrote this. ~ Dennis
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=)
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This phrase reminded me of childhood, blowing puff balls in the wind.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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Wonderful, Dennis.
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Great poem Dennis….
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Thanks Chris, as always, your comments are very much appreciated.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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Reblogged this on tot123itsme.
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Hi Chris, Thanks for reblogging this. It is much appreciated.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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Very nice Dennis. Of course, getting the spoon made me think of homemade ice cream after a summer picnic. Take care, BTG
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That was my thought as well. A summer picnic sure beats a stuffy office.
Take Care ~ Dennis
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Snaps me to a nice place! Love how words… placed just right can do that! 🙂
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Hi Diane, your blog takes me to a nice place as well. I enjoyed your statement:
“My goal for this blog is to touch one person at a time… to not try to be at the top of some search engine or to make a lot of money off of marketing gizmos. To just have the opportunity to share, to reach out and be able to reach back. To understand and not judge.”
I love that. ~ Dennis
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beautiful- romantic- and this brings many memories of my younger years to the fore
Enjoy your day Dennis
Sue
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As always, Sue, your words bring warmth to my heart and a smile to my face.
Take care
Dennis
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