| Sunshine days are here arriving at last. Long overdue in silence gleeming through the fogs' mist they sing out heartsongs that are awaiting Fresh winter snow is gone and the geese have all flown faraway to seasons blown. Over the hill and into the dusk I go seasonal change comes over my wind blown face Eternity is near and poetry rings clear sending whispers on mountain peaks for all who want to seek. A truer calling of life's heartsongs. Blow ol' winds of the north to the western plains and the coastal waterways So my spirit can refresh itself along the waves of time. Always remembering Life Love And you.. |
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