Guest guest Posted August 23, 2000 Report Share Posted August 23, 2000 Forgotten songs fill our ears, the refrain has remembered us, even after all this time. The heart's joy compels this loving dance. Home recalls us as though we had never left. Like children on a river bank we splash our toes in the ecstasy of now, and twine the blossoms we find there into garlands for your brow. Mace Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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