Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire.
The opposite of to live is to ...
Sunday, April 29, 2007
For the rest of my days
Each day a beginning without a end, smiles and laughter surely have set in.The stream rolls, in a masterful way, like my daydreams, to my heart play.Bubbling over in a pool await, all of my love for the rest of my days.
Each day a beginning without a end, smiles and laughter surely have set in.The stream rolls, in a masterful way, like my daydreams, to my heart play.Bubbling over in a pool await, all of my love for the rest of my days.
again and again...*
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