Jan23 Resident of Infinite Beauty – III Posted on January 23, 2018 by anna mosca Standard * what is a poem but a hiding place a launching board to the sky a secret green house where to grow dreams to water the sight of the unseen to pick eternity’s scent . . . Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrEmailPrintPinterestWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
Love this!
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😊 This makes me happy, it’s a special poem to me!
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I love this, Anna!
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Thank for letting me know Betty!
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Such pleasant thoughts expressed in so few words.
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Happy this poem pleases you… 😊
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