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Once flaxen haired, now turned to white
An empty boat in harbor waits
Is this her ill begotten fate?
Mist below her, hidden river
Limbs of flesh, begin to shiver
Standing, waiting, upon the pier
Still the boat does not draw near
Could this all be just happenstance?
Should she await another chance?
With a treasure map held in her hand
She seeks to find the Promised Land
©2016 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo: Pixabay

INCREDIBLE piece, Dorinda! WOW!
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Thank you so very much, Belinda!! 🙂
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You’re welcome!! 🙂 🙂
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I love this!
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Thank you so much, Lynda! ❤️
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Love this ❤️
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Thank you, Rita!! ❤️
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Very nice…wish I could join her for the rest of the journey 🙂
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Thank you, Michael, the question is still, how long has she been waiting, and are you willing to wait longer? 🙂
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Lol the directions on that map look legit! i’ll wait 😀
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haha, ok, hope you brought snacks ☺
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Magical again, Dorinda! What a beautiful and fairy tale like poem to that picture!
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Thank you, Erika!! 😀
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My pleasure, Dorinda! It went beautifully along with each other! I love that so much about your poems!
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Thank you, again! ☺ ☺ ☺
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Well done
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Thank you, joseph 🙂
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You’re welcome
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Beautiful!! 💖⭐️💖⭐️
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Thank you, Trini!! ❤
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🌸🌸👸🏻🦄🌸🌸
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A whimsical note about this….but beautiful! 😉 Hugs!
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Thank you! I love when people give me a different perspective of what I wrote. Always fascinating 🙂 Hugs, my friend!
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Hugs!
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