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09-29-2009
Cynthia Baello
This poem has a great idea from the start. Thoughts vary just as the poem describes them, as "snowflakes" or "droplets", then "waves" and lastly "rays". While reading it I realized thoughts do come to us like snowflakes - gentle and unannounced, and fleeting like "droplets of time" for they come in whatever hour, night or day, and as unfaithful and dashing as the "waves" of worry. Still, I reflect some thoughts give us "rays" of hope and joy - like long lost family memories, rays of the past. Beautiful poem, you did a wonderful job on the topic.
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