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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
The tranquil day expires as it lived; slowly, and with splashes of purple hues, it surrenders to the lengthening shadows Dim light filters through the curtains, casting a lace pattern on the sleeping face, smooth brow damp with the film of summer heat The woman reaches down to brush a brown lock gently from the still form of the boy, maternal love shining in the hazel eyes Sleep my son and dream precious dreams, I will watch over you dear one, sweet boy, until it is time for you to wake A man the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
I'm glad you posted this. It shows a great deal of tenderness and understanding of the unique position of trust that God has placed in parents. Love, Joyce |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
pegasus111: A lovely, sensitive poem! Betty Lou Betty Lou Hebert |
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