"But I will remember
This bronze moon of July
In bone-white December
To warm me as I die"
Sobering verses, Stevie. Nicely done. Love and peace to you. Regis
YIkkkkkes, the Bronze moon.. this is BEAutiful and elequent, in your style again STeve- Descriptions of the bronze moon, in your eyes was interesting! and special- *( except to warm me as a die- Stop that-WE all will, SOMEDAY-Ever heard of SElf profecy or self projection- it exists Steve, Ok.. so STOP! my friend ) and I was going to write about and put a pict.in of the BLUe Moon, last night... I did write of the moon tho- Man in the moon....... I hope your happy and well~~~ Plant a SEED and WATCh Them Growwwww~~~ Be at your corner of the DEn Again very soooooon...oxo
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Peace, Carole
Love Tinka
This bronze moon of July
In bone-white December
To warm me as I die"
Sobering verses, Stevie. Nicely done. Love and peace to you. Regis