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Finding Where I Belong ...


FINDING WHERE I BELONG

Singing a favorite song
Finding where I belong

Going on my way
Not certain of what to say

Need to give something new a try
Perhaps even say goodbye

Finding out the need to play
Only way to start a new day

Future is looking bright
I can finally see the light

Smile is all I can do
No time to feel blue

Confidence is all I lack
No time to keep looking back

Knowing now I took too long
Finding out where I belong

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  1. OMG! You've sent me this poem Kristine, and I loved it! But now, I must say, reading it again, it gets closer and closer to my heart. And the photograph is amazing!!!

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  2. Sonja - I am sorry that I am repeating myself, but I never put this on my blog and I thought it should be on here - I have plenty more to come ... Thanks for being such a great friend!

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  3. Kristine, I didn't mean to say that you are repeating! You've sent me this poem by mail, and that way no one else could see it, so you should post more of you lovely poetry here, on you blog! It is really lovely! :)

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  4. Sonja - No worries - I understood what you meant ... Thank you for all your kind words and encouragement ... Means alot!

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  5. Sonja - Did you notice the "heart" in the ice with this photo above? This was at a State Park not too far from where we live - It was like it presented itself to me - In nature - Knowing how much I love "hearts" ... That was a lucky day for me!

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