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Post by slinkychic on Jul 22, 2008 10:59:48 GMT
You were glad to-night: and now you’ve gone away. Flushed in the dark, you put your dreams to bed; But as you fall asleep I hear you say Those tired sweet drowsy words we left unsaid.
Sleep well: for I can follow you, to bless And lull your distant beauty where you roam; And with wild songs of hoarded loveliness Recall you to these arms that were your home.
S.Sassoon
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Post by Nuala Bowtitt on Jul 22, 2008 18:07:03 GMT
Lovely Slinks. x
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Hideous Dwarf
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Post by Hideous Dwarf on Jul 23, 2008 8:03:44 GMT
That hit the spot. Nice one.
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Post by TerriTalks on Jul 23, 2008 9:28:23 GMT
Hi Slinky Lovely words. I enjoyed this poem. Love & Hugs TerriTalks xxxx
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