Guest guest Posted October 27, 1999 Report Share Posted October 27, 1999 little place hiding 'neath a nether rock of ether. blanket moon and pillow stars whisper 'shhhhhh....' moonbeams spin tales of some place called 'day' hot clay filled with greenish water in hand Porchswing swaying Autumn breeze. Moonlight spilling on the garden rocks. --janpa Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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