The cycle now completing, young blends into old,
Passion gently ebbing, night draws in the cold.
Mortal thoughts releasing, time eroding hold,
Earth, sweet home returning, as sheep retire to fold.
~ D.F.
The cycle now completing, young blends into old,
Passion gently ebbing, night draws in the cold.
Mortal thoughts releasing, time eroding hold,
Earth, sweet home returning, as sheep retire to fold.
~ D.F.
Simple and beautiful…
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Thank you, Shannon 🙂
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What were you feeling when you wrote that Dan?
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Hi James, a yearning for homecoming and a deep well deserved rest 🙂
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😉
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