Neath, all willows soft and charm
Many are lost held from harm
Gumdrop lane shows the opal hidden trees as far as they can be
If you only believe?
Neath, all opaque caverns lay fairys castles kept hidden
Magnolias glow wild for each to all who is giving
Grandmothers ' fairy's ring at midnight away the human child they say
Shoetrees come to humans , who do not heed the warning, I say!
Ridges of yesterdays fairy's loves, She will cast her spell from above
Small sandpipers creep in gnomes stand guard above, she watches third eye with constant love
Lighted vessels await to you who come, she will help you recieve
thank you everyone .I appreciate this still been doing moms things we have three houses of belongings to go through soon so much miss her but her memories I add to....
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
Book 3 continues the Commander and the Chief's adventures in political intrigue, superstition, old feuds, and the search of Nikola Tesla's missing papers in this Close Encounter of the Weird Kind.
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