I am as old as the earth
my soul rooted deep in time
peace is my pillow soft as new love
As night comes on, and the storm approaches
thunder rolls over me like a warm blanket
and the creatures of the night sing me a lulaby
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: December 24th, 2023 05:10
- Category: Unclassified
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Good write SB.
Goldfinch and I on here are millions of years old, so we say - eccentric?! lol.
Thanks Orchi so you guys were born just a little after me.
Yes lol.
I just popped in & wanted to send my seasonal best to you and yours, but having read todays offering I now also want to congratulate you on it before I have another senior moment .. Neville 🎅🎄🍒🍾⭐👍
Thank you so much Neville Happy holidays to you too. Thanks for the review
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A very positive write. Merry Christmas.
Thanks so much for the read and comment. Season's greetings to y9u.
Superb
Thank you so much Thomas for the read and kind word. Happy holidays
Beautiful words soren.
Andy
Thanks so much Andy
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