tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051850324215622990.post4706603963260121681..comments2024-02-01T13:07:47.576-06:00Comments on Linda Rodriguez Writes: Final poem for National Poetry Month--JOSEPH SLEEPSLinda Rodriguezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11913741596693442469noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051850324215622990.post-26721567744183736012017-04-26T15:16:09.718-05:002017-04-26T15:16:09.718-05:00Oh, Reine. I'm sorry. I'm sure it's st...Oh, Reine. I'm sorry. I'm sure it's still there. Sometimes they wander down some bleak pathways before finding their way back home. xoxoxoLinda Rodriguezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11913741596693442469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3051850324215622990.post-1124687105092744992017-04-26T13:26:47.881-05:002017-04-26T13:26:47.881-05:00I love this poem. It reminds me of my boy. His bea...I love this poem. It reminds me of my boy. His beautiful spirit disappeared one day. I don't know where it went. Or why it left. I pray it can get back in. I want to rescue him. Lasso his spirit. Maureen Harringtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03499876353651763590noreply@blogger.com