When our emotions and passions are stirred in a negative way and one is close to nature then nature also shoulders the tears. It is in Mother Nature that some find solace and a great shoulder to lean on when this happens. I think I speak for millions of people here.
*SKR
The Night Love Died
The illumination of the southern star is east of New Orleans tonight.
It pales the states' vast heavens and lights the path to sadness. The spark of shine from the east is no longer radiant as holes from a fleeing comet did burst the fused trapped light into tiny novas of pain. The sparks of fire rained down upon the arid plains and wet marshes then continued to glow as embers in a dying heart.
The silent moans were vibrations to the smallest creatures and in their spirit a sadness did creep and all mourned the dying sparks of an infant love. The cloak of a midnight blanket caressed the fragile light and the kiss of darkness smothered the flames and in justice love reposed.
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Reindeer
You have captured southern nature.. I am one to to run to nature when I am sad. This was lovely
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tony
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