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Saturday, February 4, 2012
A high definition world.
I know Jerry and Hawk like big brothers
I’ve kissed Pam more deeply than Jim has
I wander aimlessly through the channels
Sadly their lives have more definition
Than the ones I meet face to face each day.
Yet don’t hear any contrition in my word
Stories are alive.
I fill in blanks, rewind the looks, retell the lines
Wondering inside what heart really resides
In the real daily passion in their eyes.
Storms and all.
By Dave Schipper © 2012 Rose Riversongs
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