Thursday, February 23, 2012

February 23

Sunlight dripped at the eaves all day until the earth was drenched in flowers.
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  1. JulesFebruary 24, 2012 at 3:51 PM

    I also enjoyed your poem. Speaking stones sharing stories...How kind of the stones to let us listen.

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  2. Granny KateFebruary 25, 2012 at 10:45 PM

    Thank you Jules!

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