Well-trodden pathways
Looking back to look forward
Memories hold hope
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Still only about 7pm Nov. 2 here… So looking forward for Nov 3rd to be put to bed.
One can only hope that the best team will win in our elections tomorrow.
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Indeed.
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Love the poem.
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Thaks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome
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Thank you, Sue. Thought provoking.
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Thanks, Robbie.
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love the last line; memories can offer hope of the way things used to be…
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And the way things may be one day too 🙂
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So beautiful 💜
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❤
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Oh, this one got me. Your poems are always gorgeous but this one is resonating with me right now. Love it. ❤
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Thank you, Sarah… it sort of did for me too ❤
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Yes, I can see that. ❤
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❤
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The paradox in line two is very intriguing.
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You cannot anyicipate without memory 😉
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Powerful, Sue. This is straight from your heart.
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Oh yes…
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❤️
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