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		<title>Patricia Walter&#8217;s Story</title>
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									<h2>About Patricia Walter &#8211; Poet, Artist and Musician</h2><p style="text-align: center;">Pat and Sweetie and Pat with PJ</p><p><img decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patsweetiesmb.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter and Sweetie a rescue dog from the shelter" width="222" height="188" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 1"/> <img decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/pjpatsm2.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter and PJ her Welsh Corgi" width="244" height="191" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 2"/></p><p style="text-align: left;">People always ask me &#8211; &#8220;Have you done this all your life&#8221;? It didn&#8217;t make any difference what stage of life I was at, it is always the same question. If you are wondering, &#8220;Have I Done This All My Life&#8221;, I will tell you if you have a little time. I have tried many endeavors during my 81 years of life, as most people have. My interests have usually been in the arts, so they show more openly than other peoples hobbies and passions. </p></div></div></div></div></div></section></div>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/patricia-walters-story/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a>]]></description>
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									<h2>About Patricia Walter &#8211; Poet, Artist and Musician</h2><p style="text-align: center;">Pat and Sweetie and Pat with PJ</p><p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patsweetiesmb.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter and Sweetie a rescue dog from the shelter" width="222" height="188" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 12"> <img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/pjpatsm2.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter and PJ her Welsh Corgi" width="244" height="191" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 13"></p><p style="text-align: left;">People always ask me &#8211; &#8220;Have you done this all your life&#8221;? It didn&#8217;t make any difference what stage of life I was at, it is always the same question. If you are wondering, &#8220;Have I Done This All My Life&#8221;, I will tell you if you have a little time. I have tried many endeavors during my 81 years of life, as most people have. My interests have usually been in the arts, so they show more openly than other peoples hobbies and passions. People always tell me how talented I am. I Thank them and remind them that we all have talents. It&#8217;s just that most people don&#8217;t display their passions through art, poetry and music. They are just as gifted, but in less visible areas. So never feel intimated by another&#8217;s  work, just enjoy and remember that you are also gifted in areas that may not be as easily displayed. You can just be a great Mom, a good friend, or a wonderful husband and contribute and share with the world just as much as any famous artist!</p><p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/movers.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter in Westlake Ohio before moving to Marietta Ohio" width="268" height="209" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 14"> <img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/farm.jpg" alt="Walter Farm in Whipple Ohio" width="262" height="206" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 15"></p><p style="text-align: center;">The creative part of my life starts with our move from the suburbs of Cleveland to the family farm in Marietta, Ohio in 1981.</p><p>We decided to leave the hustle of the big city and live in the quiet, beautiful rolling hills of Southern Ohio.</p><p>I have always enjoyed music and wondered what made things work when I was young. I loved to build things out of scraps of wood and take things apart. Unfortunately, I didn&#8217;t always get them put back together correctly! I began music lessons, when I was six, on the piano and accordion. Later, I learned to play alto saxophone and clarinet. I never had a great interest in drawing or art in my early years. I liked math and was still wondering how things worked, so I became a mechanical engineer. I graduated from Carnegie Tech (before it became a Mellon) in l966. I worked as an engineer for the next 15 years. It was after I married my ex, in 1979, that my first creative dream came true. I had always wanted to learn how to do wood turning. So he bought me a Shopsmith. The wood chips flew and I took some workshops. I had dreams of making a living as a woodturner. So we decided, to leave the big city, and our good jobs, and move to Marietta on the family farm. A simple life where I could do wood turning.</p><p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patturner.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter doing woodturning in the Cedar Egg Factory" width="173" height="221" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 16"> <img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patted.jpg" alt="Patricia and Ted Walter collecting cedar chips at the Cedar Egg Factory" width="207" height="159" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 17"></p><p>After doing a lot of fancy turning and art &amp; craft shows, I learned how to make cedar eggs. They sound simple, but they really took a lot of skill to make. We would start with 2 1/2&#8243; by 2 1/2&#8243; by 5&#8243; blocks of aromatic, red cedar. Then screw the block onto the lathe and start turning. The completed egg would be finished with a fine burnishing cut with a gouge, then have the ends cut off with a skew and it would drop into your hand finished. My ex also learned how to make eggs. We ran a wholesale business making and selling cedar eggs to stores and galleries. We often made more than 30,000 eggs a year. We made cedar eggs until 1989.</p><p>Finally, even though we made good money, we got BORED. I sold the company and we both went back to real jobs.</p><p>We also moved from the farm in the country to a nice house in the city of Marietta. Mind you, Marietta, is a city of 15,000, so it is not like a big city. A charming, wonderful town with brick streets and nicely kept historic buildings. Lots of friendly folk, too! See, I told you this is not the big city. Just beautiful rolling hills of the Appalachians.</p><p align="justify"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/housetown.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter&#039;s house in Marietta Ohio" width="253" height="167" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 18"></p><p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patsaw.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter cutting on an antique scroll saw" width="181" height="261" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 19"> <img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/store.jpg" alt="Cedar Egg Factory Store in Marietta Ohio in 1992" width="199" height="249" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 20"></p><p>Your can&#8217;t keep a budding artist down, so I quit my engineering type job, again, and opened a store demonstrating and selling my handmade cedar eggs and ornaments. Marietta is a beautiful town with lots of tourist in the summer, but the winters are long. Not very cold or snowy, but long. So what little money that is made in the summer, is lost from lack of business during the long, cold months. So, after four years, I closed my store.</p><p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/patglass.jpg" alt="Patricia Walter blowing glass animals" width="190" height="253" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 21"> <img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://apoetscorner.com/images/glass.jpg" alt="Glass animals made by Patricia Walter" width="292" height="188" border="0" title="Patricia Walter&#039;s Story 22"></p><p>Before I closed my store, I started to learn how to blow glass over a torch. This process is call lampglass work. Glass rods are melted over a torch and the molten glass is shaped while the glass is still soft and workable. I had fun making lots of animals. I finally felt that I was truly being creative.</p><p>Life always has a few surprises in store for you. Just as I was starting to do art shows and wholesaling my glass work, I found out that the bright light and heat from the torch was bothering my eyes. The eye doctor said he saw white blisters in my eyes &#8211; &#8220;What are you doing?&#8221; &#8220;Blowing Glass&#8221; , said I. Well, if you don&#8217;t stop, you are going to start to lose your sight. Well, isn&#8217;t that the way. You find something you really like to do and have to quit. I wore the proper glasses and took all the precautions, but for some reason it still bothered my eyes. Oh, well. Here comes the art part. I always had a thought that I would like to learn how to paint. Well, at fifty years old, I started on the path to becoming an artist.</p><p>I took my first oil painting class, like all aspiring artist do, in the winter of &#8217;95. Then took private watercolor lessons, for one and one half years, from a very talented artist, Lee Fritch, in West Virginia. Thanks to him, I almost received a college education in art . He is an extremely educated artist who is able to explain and teach his craft. Many, many thanks to Lee. I certainly would be back in the early stages of learning if it hadn&#8217;t been for him.</p><p>Since then I have painted a lot of animals, dogs and landscapes. I love to go outside and paint on location. It&#8217;s also great fun to go to the zoo to sketch and paint. I find the animals have a lot to say. I have painted close to 400 paintings and I have found some of them really had a lot to say. So, for some reason, I began writing poetry to go with the paintings. I have found the two to be very complimentary.</p><p>My ex and I also played a lot of live  music since we moved to Marietta.  We played with the Doug Hess Big Band and his other groups.  Played in some musicals and also with a local orchestra. We were known as the Good Time Two and played as a duo during the 1980&#8217;s and 1990&#8217;s. We played at the Keg Room, American Legion and often, on the levee.  This video shows photos of us playing.</p><p><iframe title="YouTube video player" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NPUw7ZvhFSY" width="560" height="315" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen"></iframe></p><p>I didn&#8217;t play accordion for years after my divorce, but bought a great Roland FR 4X digital accordion in 2020. I have been playing again and making videos for the last few years.  A lot of older music that I grew up with. I have over 500 videos on my YouTube Channel.</p><h4 style="text-align: center;"><a title="https://www.youtube.com/@keyboardplayerpat" href="https://www.youtube.com/@keyboardplayerpat" target="_blank" rel="noopener">https://www.youtube.com/@keyboardplayerpat</a></h4><h4 style="text-align: center;"><a title="https://accordionplayerpat.com/" href="https://accordionplayerpat.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">https://accordionplayerpat.com/</a></h4><p><strong>It seems we never know what life has in store for us. I have told my story to help inspire those of you who have a dream, but never acted on it. It is amazing how much talent is hidden in all of us. We just need to let go a little, be bold, be a little creative and let the talent out. Find your passion and enjoy it. It&#8217;s never too late.</strong></p>								</div>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2021 20:30:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<h4 style="text-align: center;" align="left">Previously The Six Dog Studio</h4>
<p align="left">The Six Dog Studio was my original website I developed in 1999. It featured many of my paintings and photos. Since then, I have written a large number of poems about animals, cats, dogs, friends, love, life and nature. So A Poets Corner was developed to feature all my work, both past and present.  I became an artist when I was fifty years old and painted about 450 paintings.  Each painting seemed to be telling me a story, so I started to write poetry about the paintings. I have a large collection of poetry and &#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/welcome-to-a-poets-corner/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h4 style="text-align: center;" align="left">Previously The Six Dog Studio</h4>
<p align="left">The Six Dog Studio was my original website I developed in 1999. It featured many of my paintings and photos. Since then, I have written a large number of poems about animals, cats, dogs, friends, love, life and nature. So A Poets Corner was developed to feature all my work, both past and present.  I became an artist when I was fifty years old and painted about 450 paintings.  Each painting seemed to be telling me a story, so I started to write poetry about the paintings. I have a large collection of poetry and I hope you enjoy reading my poems.</p>
<p align="left"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter wp-image-1910" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/patandpeanut2016.jpg" alt="Welcome to A Poet&#039;s Corner 2" width="298" height="320" title="Welcome to A Poet&#039;s Corner 25" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/patandpeanut2016.jpg 485w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/patandpeanut2016-279x300.jpg 279w" sizes="(max-width: 298px) 100vw, 298px" /></p>
<h5 align="center">Pat and Peanut</h5>
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<h5 style="text-align: center;">Enjoy my website and please visit often.</h5>
<p><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2658" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/thankful-redo-2019.jpg" alt="Thankful Poem by Patricia Walter" width="617" height="271" title="Welcome to A Poet&#039;s Corner 26" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/thankful-redo-2019.jpg 617w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/thankful-redo-2019-300x132.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 617px) 100vw, 617px" /></p>
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		<title>The Poppies</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 01:15:28 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Nature Poetry]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-poppies.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3315" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-poppies.jpg" alt="the Poppies poem by Patricia Walter" width="448" height="320" title="The Poppies 27" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-poppies.jpg 448w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-poppies-300x214.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 448px) 100vw, 448px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>The Poppies</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The sun is bright<br />
the day feels right<br />
poppies in bloom<br />
more flowers soon<br />
Spring is here, summer is near</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2007 ©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/the-poppies/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>The Poppies</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The sun is bright<br />
the day feels right<br />
poppies in bloom<br />
more flowers soon<br />
Spring is here, summer is near</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2007 ©</em></p>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 01:10:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3312" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg" alt="I&#039;ll finnaly Be There poem by Patricia Walter" width="348" height="493" title="I&#039;ll Finally Be There 29" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg 348w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there-212x300.jpg 212w" sizes="(max-width: 348px) 100vw, 348px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>I&#8217;ll Finally Be There</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I guess I look like a bag of bones<br />
skin&#8217;s all wrinkled, my eyes just stare.<br />
I sit so still, hardly moving at all<br />
quiet as a mouse in my old wheelchair.<br />
Inside my head memories come and go<br />
I try to think does someone care?<br />
I&#8217;m all alone, no family left<br />
the end must be near, I better prepare.<br />
There must be a place<br />
where my friends have gone<br />
I know it&#8217;s not here, but not sure where.<br />
My eyes can&#8217;t see, but my heart will know<br />
when I&#8217;m gone from the nursing home<br />
I&#8217;ll &#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/ill-finally-be-there/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3312" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg" alt="I&#039;ll finnaly Be There poem by Patricia Walter" width="348" height="493" title="I&#039;ll Finally Be There 30" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there.jpg 348w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/ill-finally-be-there-212x300.jpg 212w" sizes="(max-width: 348px) 100vw, 348px" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>I&#8217;ll Finally Be There</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">I guess I look like a bag of bones<br />
skin&#8217;s all wrinkled, my eyes just stare.<br />
I sit so still, hardly moving at all<br />
quiet as a mouse in my old wheelchair.<br />
Inside my head memories come and go<br />
I try to think does someone care?<br />
I&#8217;m all alone, no family left<br />
the end must be near, I better prepare.<br />
There must be a place<br />
where my friends have gone<br />
I know it&#8217;s not here, but not sure where.<br />
My eyes can&#8217;t see, but my heart will know<br />
when I&#8217;m gone from the nursing home<br />
I&#8217;ll finally be there.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2007 ©</p>
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		<title>Leaves</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 01:01:56 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Nature Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[nature poetry]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/leaves-2019.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3309" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/leaves-2019.jpg" alt="Leaves poem by Patricia Walter" width="447" height="374" title="Leaves 31" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/leaves-2019.jpg 447w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/leaves-2019-300x251.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 447px) 100vw, 447px" /></a><br />
<strong>Leaves</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Floating feathers<br />
finely framed<br />
tumbling twirling<br />
timely tamed<br />
slowly setting silent sleuths<br />
resting regal<br />
on rainy roofs</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2007 ©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/leaves/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
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<strong>Leaves</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Floating feathers<br />
finely framed<br />
tumbling twirling<br />
timely tamed<br />
slowly setting silent sleuths<br />
resting regal<br />
on rainy roofs</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2007 ©</em></p>
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		<title>The Sunnyside of Darkness</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 00:48:32 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Life Poetry]]></category>
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<strong>The Sunnyside of Darkness</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There&#8217;s a sunnyside of darkness<br />
beyond the black of night<br />
a place to feel some comfort<br />
where everything feels just right.<br />
It&#8217;s not found by looking<br />
or call on the phone<br />
it comes from inner faith<br />
knowing you&#8217;re not alone.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2008 ©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/the-sunnyside-of-darkness/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
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<strong>The Sunnyside of Darkness</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There&#8217;s a sunnyside of darkness<br />
beyond the black of night<br />
a place to feel some comfort<br />
where everything feels just right.<br />
It&#8217;s not found by looking<br />
or call on the phone<br />
it comes from inner faith<br />
knowing you&#8217;re not alone.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2008 ©</em></p>
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		<title>Life Changes</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 00:33:24 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Life Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Spiritural Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[life changes poem]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry by patricia walter]]></category>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Life Changes</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Life changes<br />
goes up and down<br />
you never know<br />
until it comes around.<br />
We try to smile<br />
thru good and bad<br />
depend on friends<br />
to keep away sad.<br />
The journey is long<br />
the road is rough<br />
faith and hope<br />
will be enough.<br />
don&#8217;t waste a day<br />
in anger or regret<br />
keep joy in your hear<br />
your needs will be met.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2009 ©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/life-changes/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Life Changes</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Life changes<br />
goes up and down<br />
you never know<br />
until it comes around.<br />
We try to smile<br />
thru good and bad<br />
depend on friends<br />
to keep away sad.<br />
The journey is long<br />
the road is rough<br />
faith and hope<br />
will be enough.<br />
don&#8217;t waste a day<br />
in anger or regret<br />
keep joy in your hear<br />
your needs will be met.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2009 ©</em></p>
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		<title>The Highest Mountain</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 00:25:27 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Spiritural Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poem]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[The Highest Mountain poem]]></category>
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<strong>The Highest Mountain</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The highest mountain we ever climb<br />
is not during our lifetime<br />
it is at the end of our longest journey<br />
it is never planned or anxiously awaited<br />
it is traveled alone without family or friends<br />
yet surrounded by love, kindness and caring.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2002©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/the-highest-mountain/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-highest-mountain.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3294" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-highest-mountain.jpg" alt="The Highest Mountain poem by Patricia Walter" width="501" height="358" title="The Highest Mountain 38" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-highest-mountain.jpg 501w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/the-highest-mountain-300x214.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 501px) 100vw, 501px" /></a><br />
<strong>The Highest Mountain</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">The highest mountain we ever climb<br />
is not during our lifetime<br />
it is at the end of our longest journey<br />
it is never planned or anxiously awaited<br />
it is traveled alone without family or friends<br />
yet surrounded by love, kindness and caring.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2002©</em></p>
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		<title>Moonlight</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 00:14:17 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Nature Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[moonlight poem]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3291" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg" alt="Moonlight poem by Patricia Walter" width="499" height="357" title="Moonlight 39" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg 499w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light-300x215.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 499px) 100vw, 499px" /></a><strong>Moonlight</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">How bright the light on a full moon night<br />
mysterious and clear, the moon looks so near.<br />
The shades are down but I can see all around<br />
natures light is so bright, I have no fright.<br />
I peak outside, look up high<br />
I wonder how and wonder why?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2006 ©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/moonlight/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3291" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg" alt="Moonlight poem by Patricia Walter" width="499" height="357" title="Moonlight 40" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light.jpg 499w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/moon-light-300x215.jpg 300w" sizes="(max-width: 499px) 100vw, 499px" /></a><strong>Moonlight</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">How bright the light on a full moon night<br />
mysterious and clear, the moon looks so near.<br />
The shades are down but I can see all around<br />
natures light is so bright, I have no fright.<br />
I peak outside, look up high<br />
I wonder how and wonder why?</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2006 ©</em></p>
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		<title>A Rainbow</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Patricia Walter]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 00:08:03 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Nature Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry by patricia walter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Rainbow poem]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/a-rainbow.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3288" src="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/a-rainbow.jpg" alt="A Rainbow Poem by Patricia Walter" width="282" height="397" title="A Rainbow 41" srcset="https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/a-rainbow.jpg 282w, https://apoetscorner.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/12/a-rainbow-213x300.jpg 213w" sizes="(max-width: 282px) 100vw, 282px" /></a><br />
<strong>A Rainbow</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">You see a rainbow in the sky<br />
don&#8217; ask how, don&#8217;t ask why.<br />
Enjoy the beauty that you see<br />
before it&#8217;s gone, quickly set free.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2006©</em>&#8230; <a href="https://apoetscorner.com/a-rainbow/" class="read-more">Read the rest </a></p>]]></description>
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<strong>A Rainbow</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">You see a rainbow in the sky<br />
don&#8217; ask how, don&#8217;t ask why.<br />
Enjoy the beauty that you see<br />
before it&#8217;s gone, quickly set free.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>Poetry and Art by Patricia Walter 2006©</em></p>
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