Sunday, January 8, 2006

A Gift Fit For A Pig Comments

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It was my 22nd birthday.
I had just given birth to our 2nd daughter
1 month earlier.

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Frank Cannon 20 January 2008

The title grabbed my attention. The body soft soaped my soul with love. Thanks.

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Alaska Roads 30 March 2006

Thanks Mary! I'm not a crying kind of guy, but right now I have tears so thick I can hardly see the key board. I can't explain it. I just guess it takes women some time, but some finaly get it. Alaska

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Theresa Rayman 24 March 2006

Mary, This is just marvelous, I loved every word. It made me go back and think about all of the gifts my husband ever gave me (and trust me- there have been some doozies) . It took me a long time to learn how (ok I'll say it-how GUYS!) think, many guys anyway. You got it exactly right; I am sure you made his day when you went back and thanked him. This is the kind of stuff that keeps marriages going. Good for you! Blessings- TGR (Theresa) - proud owner of a cushioned toilet seat (for my first mother's day-gotta love him-lol!)

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Duncan Wyllie 21 January 2006

Dear Mary I enjoyed this very much.How easily misconstrude things can be. We've all done it.What an honest reminder of ourselves. Thankyou Love Duncan

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Joy Vanderhelm 19 January 2006

Seriously, I'm lucky if I even get a phone call from the current boy, I emphasize boy, I might be seeing at the time. It's wonderful that you realized the real meaning behind his actions. A lovely piece.

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Rita Harrison 18 January 2006

I think it is wonderful you finally realized that and that you did thank him. You truly are very lucky to have such a caring husband. The fact he even remembered it would have been enough for me, lol. Hugs, Rita

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Willow Moon Pearce 17 January 2006

enjoyable mary/full of thought.............willow

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Mary Ann Najjar 16 January 2006

YOU ARE LUCKY TO HAVE A HUSBAND WHO LOVES YOU UNCONDITIONALLY. I LOVE YOUR POEM.

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Declan McHenry 13 January 2006

That is such a touching piece Mary. And I bet everyone reading it does a little mental audit of all the gifts they've ever received and been a bit touchy about. Neat work.

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Tony Jennett 12 January 2006

You don't pull your punches do you Mary - even the self-inflicted ones!

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Herbert Nehrlich1 11 January 2006

Needless to say, Mary, I am impressed. This poem excels on several levels. Best H

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David Tanguay 11 January 2006

Mary I like the poem, but you know another thing I noticed, you said your 22nd. birthday.I noticed your birthday nov.8 the same as mine only I was born 22 years before you. So when I turned 22, you were born, struck me a little funny, ha-ha

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Joseph Daly 09 January 2006

This is a very touching work Mary. Your use of narration has the right amount of structure to take the realist edge offit it. The theme, itself, fits perfect and you highlight the benefit of hindsight - the passing - of time. You seem to see the value of it as helping to reach an understanding. That you do not inject a touch of regret for not seeing the light sooner, is a good thing as it makes the length of time, that has passed, irrelevant. The important thing is the realisation itself.

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Michael Shepherd 09 January 2006

When you read a poem rocking with laughter with tears in the corner of your eyes - that's some poem, Mary!

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Shannon Chapel 08 January 2006

Mary, Once again you've made me cry (would ya knock it off already! lol) . This is fabulous and very moving. I'd give ya a 20 if I could. Shannon

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Uriah Hamilton 08 January 2006

who knows where and when and how insight and love will find us?

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Rusty Daily 08 January 2006

This is truly a love story Mary. Hopefully, some day, my wife will thank me for the power saw. I suppose she won't. It wan't purple, her favorite color. grins

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Ernestine Northover 08 January 2006

Perhaps the big ideas about gifts are pie in the sky, and the real present is the 'thought' that accompanies it. Lovely write. Love Ernestine XXX

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Michael Philips 08 January 2006

A nice story. It's strange that you didn't recognize pink favorite color thing at the time, but yes, sometimes when we go back through memory's card file, something can strike us differently than it did when it happened.

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Theorem Thetruthserum 08 January 2006

What a great poem...man that is great how it all came together. It warmed my heart...thanks.

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