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Softly Falling Rain
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Softly Falling Rain |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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The Softly Falling Rain The fog in San Francisco, Comes rolling from the Bay. To bring to dreamers visions, Of kingdoms far away. Where virgins still are waiting_ And dragons to be slain... You can taste the salt of all their tears- In the softly falling rain. There is no time for dreaming- In the bustle of this life... We poets are a dying lot, Amid it's trials and strife. The age when we were welcome- Will never dawn again- Our tears like theirs are washed away, By softly falling rain. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big hugggssssss) Oh John, this is so very sad, my heart goes out to you and I hope through all this strife you have found solace and joys you can hold close forever! (sigh) Life is indeed full of trials but there is always promises about, we all love you so much, my heart goes out to you! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet John, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Gunslinger, So true...so true. You just keep writin' and I'll keep readin'. Excellent. |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
This is so very true...a dying breed. I am so glad you decided to write and not fold. |
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