Originally Posted By: BruisedSpirit
I don't know now
how else to show
my feelings deep within


Posting your poem was a good way to start, wasn't it? As for the others, I have found that sometimes people don't know what I am doing when I reach out to them. It's difficult, of course. We hesitate and often reach out tentatively, for fear of being hurt, and others just don't pick up on our signal.

Much love,
Larry

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Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway.
Nobody living can make me turn back:
This land was made for you and me.
(Woody Guthrie)