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I Hear The Heavy Call
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I Hear The Heavy Call |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon 
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I hear the heavy call of Autumn old man Winter round the bend insistent in their call to me the world grows cold again. Soon the leaves will fall leaving naked all the trees unprotected they will falter and give into natures freeze. The snow is soon to follow all of life will glisten white sparkling even in the dark caught under bright moonlight. Then the silence will be here this a special time of year when nature takes a break from noise somehow this silence brings me joy. I become lost amid the tranquil the silent world that swallows me come ahead my aged Winter bring me cold serenity. WhiteRose [This message has been edited by WhiteRose (09-08-2002 09:09 PM).] |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Beautiful description Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (smils) Oh Anne, this is beautiful, I love it, and may this winter bring you soft white blankets of fleece and nothing but the sounds of magpies and soft winds and owls hoots! (kiss on cheek) This is marvelous, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Anne, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
White Rose...A very nice picture you paint here with your words...Paul I love it when nature paints the season white with snow. I love to watch it float gently to the ground and cling to the evergreen trees. |
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