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~Maiden~ Of The Morning
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~Maiden~ Of The Morning |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores 
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~Maiden~ Of The Morning ~Marge Tindal~ 1999 A meeting in the glen amidst the dew of the morning. I have but a fleeting moment before you're beside me without warning. I seek your eyes and they shine. You place your hand gently in mine. With slow caresses you calm my fear. I am so glad you found me here. We have surrendered to the serenity of this place ... I watch the sun light up your face. In the glen ... we begin again. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Elizabeth
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
This had a calming affect. |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
Lovely, Marge. I like it. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Marge, I love this saga. It's beautiful. and please do check your e-mail again Elizabeth |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Yes, I love this too, Marge. Very beautiful! ------------------ Denise |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Other Elizabeth - It is calming to enter the glen of enchantment. OhMe - Glad you like it. Elizabeth - And to you who found it lovely, thank you, my friend. Denise - Beauty is found in the glen of love. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Oh! maiden of a Tuesday morning Appears on screen without a warning Silently she slowly creeps When does she ever, ever sleep? I wish she'd quite her job and write Poetry both day and night Continuing delightful stories Of lovers in the height of glory Tales that spark imagination Of lovers in the Cherokee nation It's not the glory we behold It's just the way the story's told Elizabeth |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Oh! maiden of a Tuesday morning Appears on screen without a warning Silently she slowly creeps When does she ever, ever sleep? I wish she'd quite her job and write Poetry both day and night Continuing delightful stories Of lovers in the height of glory Tales that spark imagination Of lovers in the Cherokee nation It's not the glory we behold It's just the way the story's told Elizabeth |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Oh! maiden of a Tuesday morning Appears on screen without a warning Silently she slowly creeps When does she ever, ever sleep? I wish she'd quite her job and write Poetry both day and night Continuing delightful stories Of lovers in the height of glory Tales that spark imagination Of lovers in the Cherokee nation It's not the glory we behold It's just the way the story's told Elizabeth |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
How can you delete delete It has no hands or footed feet If I sumbit delete, you see Submit comes flying back at me I'm certainly no computer whiz But my delete is on the fizz My hand mistakenly pushed twice But then it got submitted thrice Marge, would you explain to me How one message turns into three? Later Elizabeth |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Elizabeth, As they said to me all good things come in threes. It is so very nice to view your messages thrice ! Must be a gremlin in the links with wings, sending love in triple blinks. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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