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keithsramblings.net
. . ' Her mother holds her, feeds her, cleans and dresses her; always there for every need. * One moment the warmth of the womb, the next a strange new place, for she's in the springtime of her life. In the summer of her life she blossoms, blooms and brings into this... |
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paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com
Calm waters, idyllic surroundingsa perfect setting for an ideal lifewho knowswhat goes on within the genteel facade A window to nature and beyondfrom the darkness withina ray of hope or a fanciful dreamthat may or may not ever come true. Written for Sadje's wdys and Eugi's moonwashed weekly prompt. |
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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee |
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writinginnorthnorfolk.com
A stone is a stone.it's reached its final form,it's shrunk, it hasn't grownor gathered any moss, as long as it keeps rolling down an incline of some sort, unaltered, hard, solid, limestone, sandstone, marble, granite, a part of the Earth's crust.Kim M. Russell, 21st April 2025 It's Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub, with... |
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