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The Harvest |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon 
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The world is like a field depending on the seeds planted by your hands which the soil feeds. Plant bitterness you'll yield a crop of woe. Plant ridicule seperation will grow. Plant ruination nothing will survive you'll have a field where nothing is alive. But if you toil long plant care and love then watch as mercy rains down from above, You'll reap a great harvest friends who will care springing forth from your labor who will always be there. WhiteRose |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I know I'll "reap a great harvest" of beauty, love and wisdom when I click on your titles!----once more, I am not disappointed! Linda |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
a fine, fine piece weaving truth and wisdom into rhyme Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
I think I read a parable about that in some book  I love it! There is no limit to how many ways the truth is put forth ... and this is a basic truth Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Thank you Linda, your responses always put a smile on my face.  Vas, I am glad you enjoyed my moral musings. Interloper, a parable you say. hmmmmmmmm..could be..though I do it not near as well as He. Thank you for your comment [This message has been edited by WhiteRose (09-09-2002 10:26 AM).] |
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