41. The Invitation
Come, Come and feel crisp air anew
As respirations burn
Discover bark, tall grass and dew
That only touch can learn
Come, Come and feel crisp air anew
As respirations burn
Discover bark, tall grass and dew
That only touch can learn
A lovely feeling of freshness and the healing senses of nature. Best wishes, Ann
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Famous Poem
I dare not look away
From beauty such as this,
Lest, while my glance should stray,
Some loveliness I miss.
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There are some drawn to the ocean,
Its boundless depths and mysteries,
Where crashing breakers sound like thunder,
And gentle breezes kiss the seas,
Famous Poem
Father Time, your footsteps go
Lightly as the falling snow.
In your swing I'm sitting, see!
Push me softly; one, two; three,