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here we are
stuck in between a spinning rock 
and a heavenly place
hanging on
doing the best with what we got
marking out our time in this space
all together
though the miles may separate us
we all feel that same sun on our face
realizing
we are the framebuilders of tomorrow
and the future we must embrace
and that...
peace wins
step by step together
looking out for and loving our neighbors
peace wins
peace wins
and that will always be the case


~ Rene February 2011
Photo by Sean McCormick
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  1. Casey FreelandFebruary 14, 2011 at 12:24 AM

    From your mouth to EVERYONE'S ears.

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  2. Irish GumboFebruary 14, 2011 at 6:39 AM

    We all needs the peace.

    Good one, Rene :)

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  3. Brian MillerFebruary 14, 2011 at 6:48 AM

    we are frame building tomorrow...nice.

    and yes peace, and love wins!

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  4. NeoFebruary 14, 2011 at 7:39 AM

    Neo Likes this :)

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  5. FireblossomFebruary 14, 2011 at 1:28 PM

    Give peace a chance!

    (and rocks, and skies and winders, too!)

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  6. Hyde Park Poetry PalaceFebruary 18, 2011 at 9:51 AM

    stunning imagery.

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  7. Hyde Park Poetry PalaceFebruary 18, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    Greetings, how are you?
    Write a free verse 4 Poets Rally, enjoy poetic friends, you are invited!

    Hope to see you in,

    Love your poetry talent and looking forward to a profound experience with your input.

    Cheers.
    xoxox

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  8. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 20, 2011 at 2:16 PM

    Most inspiring thing I've read today. "Peace wins". And "we are the framebuilders of tomorrow". Fantastic!!!!!!

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