I picture a high meadow, reclining on a blanket, watching the northern lights playing across the magnificence of an ebony sky, encrusted with diamond-like brillance of millions of stars.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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Chanti
I picture a high meadow, reclining on a blanket, watching the northern lights playing across the magnificence of an ebony sky, encrusted with diamond-like brillance of millions of stars.
Hugsssss
Sassy *S*
Reindeer
its glimmering.
Warm love Tinka
Lisa
heavenly in this poem! Beautifully done!