Death is a reparing machine
It fixes what is amist
It takes away the pain and
it soothes the tattered soul
It softens the tired frowns
It eases the weathered brow.
There is a confort
That comes to rest
A peacefulness no less
The soul relaxes
You take your rest
At the busom
Of the Best.
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
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