Rosalee
By Reid Laurence
Fri, 14 Sep 2012
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Harvest the wind
And glean it too
My mind has heard
It speak of you
Cull the rain
Now reap and sow
In never-ending time
You grow
Destined we
All this I know
Your season shines
In dazzling show
And you're the one
That's come to me
Your name is whispered
Shore to sea
You're the light
In front of me
Your name is softly
Rosalee
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Indrani Ananda This is so
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Indrani Ananda
This is so sweet and folksy, it could be a song. I like the rhymes and precise structure, beautifully done.
Indrani
Indrani Ananda
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