Open Poetry #29 |
celtic verse |
colifer Junior Member
since 2003-09-20
Posts 37Ohio |
shoo, shoo, the wild berry flows it's bend, not too deep. aye, my lover is sound asleep. the wood, consumed in peace list'n, list'n, the music plays happy growing wilder there, shallow, breath through life the adult saved...the child. 'lo, 'lo, greeting trees rough skin is bark I wish, wish, it wasn't dark welcome...nature's heart. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Ah, top of the afternoon to ya, me lad, this is one fine trinket I reckon! (big hugggssssssss) May your blessings always outnumber the shamrocks that grow, yay, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Cole, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth I can see the sun set and I perceive ***Live*** [This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (10-25-2003 07:15 PM).] |
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