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Ingenious; Mother Beloved
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Ingenious; Mother Beloved |
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Robert Adamson Member
since 2002-10-21
Posts 328PA/USA 
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Cherub! Cherub! She's scrubbing pots and pans. Eyes gleam in creams of blackberry pie, Blue milk streaming over your chin and hand; "From kin to Holy Cow.. i let you lie" Swift cakes cut wet, corners lap. Downier For a Sunday ballgame hello--bye--bye. The sweetest heart for laughter-- 'dearest me' She writes supreme while frolicking with bibs Inside; warm willow wood, baskets of tea. A better will to wish than mind to mend, we fancy--free ourselves in sounds to touch. New ways of Light break open vividly-- ashamed of hopes, toted back to the couch. etoodog |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
sounds like a good time was had by all. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
You get a much higher than D- grade from me..this had humor and love..a nice cozy read. I look forward to reading more from you.  |
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