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The might of his sceptre will surely flower,
His return foretold, not far away,
But until it dawns, that precious hour,
Asleep in the womb, He quietly lays.
~ D.F.
Photo:
Spider lily buds
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The might of his sceptre will surely flower,
His return foretold, not far away,
But until it dawns, that precious hour,
Asleep in the womb, He quietly lays.
~ D.F.
Photo:
Spider lily buds