Topic: Seasons hand | |
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I long for your pastures green
The softness of your being Enchantment in the air Autumn leaves fill streets with gold Chills of winter cleanse one's soul Bleating lambs of meadows spring Feathered friends in summer sing That peaceful walk on golden sands I long to find my seasons hand |
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Lovely, joe
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Very romantic.
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Good . . .
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And so you shall....
Thank you for sharing... I really enjoyed reading this... |
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Beautiful, Joe
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人生五十年.....恍若一梦...........
becare your back bone........the autumn's curse........ |
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Everyone seemed to like this one . The wall was out of plumb, the mortar wasn't raked and the runs weren't level. You've got the materials, now tear it down and make it right.
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i wonder if seasons hand change as seasons do change
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i wonder if seasons hand change as seasons do change You are nothing but misery. |
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Hey pommy boy ... where have you been hiding Good morning Blondey. Nowhere really, just dodging a few bullets here and there. |
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Beautiful Poem
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Beautiful.
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