tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34661459.post3770065797930676059..comments2023-10-20T05:11:39.889-07:00Comments on Stephen's Painting Studio: My Love She Speaks Like Silence And I Hear Her Now Loud And Clear A Word Poem Walking In Night Dreams by Stephen Craig Rowestephenrowepainterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15990782180441031231noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34661459.post-58680795845988001832012-04-06T03:12:07.231-07:002012-04-06T03:12:07.231-07:00smiling.. oh come on now Dear Stephen.. the jump f...smiling.. oh come on now Dear Stephen.. the jump from said bridge is half the fun..you do know I am joking.. right ? "grins".. <br />in truth I am sorry for your broken wing.. we all get broken from time to time.. and lost.. but at least we still breathe and live life.. the trick to life is to enjoy even the lost times.. the forgotten times.. the never meant to be times.. breath deep and smile.. sending you soft hugs..Hopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11100175784388705647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34661459.post-75505202962061476142012-04-05T22:51:12.507-07:002012-04-05T22:51:12.507-07:00This is very beautiful . . . .This is very beautiful . . . .Riettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12573604972918210956noreply@blogger.com