The dark and silent hour, the tempter soon arrives,
Prowling ever surely, your weakness, quickly spies.
So raise the guard, be ready, torches roused to life,
Gaze and beauty catching, but his fangs, drip wild with lies.
~ D.F.
Holy Thursday, April 17, 2014
Beautiful Dan!
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Thanks, Laura. Much appreciated!!
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You’re welcome! It’s gorgeous.
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😉
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