Old memories in every trace
Erased are now in tender springtime
And nerve is now so exposed,
Becoming steelish unto axle ...
Continue to create will now
In Godly strongest inspiration,
You're the only to live with
Example for newcome generations.
And fleeting tear I cannot hide
Of happiness in Godly worldlife
As if in summer thunderstorm
I'll wash myself with moist of joy-time
Forever hand in hand we'll go
From now and ever to the sunset ...
We've heard the call in all good lines
As evergoing godly mindset...
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Author:
cellinic (
Offline) - Published: November 29th, 2024 02:30
- Category: Love
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Comments1
They are (old memories) that is, one of only a few things that keep me ticking over and warmly as I approach my own personal winter .. I am glad I felt the need to stop by here this early morning .. Neville
Many thanks, Neville, I'm very grateful to you for your very intelligent and sincere comment!
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