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Melodic Walls
There are words that are meant to be,
stirred by creations of melodic thoughts,
that design the earnest of forever.

They are not planned; they just 'happen.'

My own such example took but a moment
of hospital time when my wife spent her
least with only special words.

I had remarked that when I leave the hospital each evening,
'I don't know if I return to a house or to a home.
Her soft quiet answer was
' It's our home.'

Since, inside and outside,,all walls
seem to sense the melodic.

By Lou1216

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