Old Faithful Posted on August 19, 2015 by Daniel P. K. Ng Standard Shadow along the bladed grass, a walk on the sunset way, The gentle breeze a-blowing, as the sky sees out the day. Painted clouds, so darkening, soon the stars, they play, My friend, my ever faithful, at my feet, in peaceful lay. ~ D.F. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Absolutely beautiful poem Dan 🙂 Thank you so much for sharing!
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My pleasure! 😊😊😊
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Gentle peace. Thank you.
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Thank you, Liz. Peace be with you.
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