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StoryThe Lemon Grower's Wife Silver Spun Sand1514 years 8 months ago
StoryMood Indigo... Silver Spun Sand1914 years 8 months ago
StoryWhat does April Mean To Me? (Alphabet Poem) well-wisher414 years 8 months ago
StoryJesus O Jesus and Other Christian Song Lyrics Carl Halling114 years 8 months ago
StoryABC for Zoologists Silver Spun Sand2314 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Exact Time (IP) prettyrose314 years 8 months ago
StoryLuscious Language L G Meadows1114 years 8 months ago
StoryDreams of a River L G Meadows414 years 8 months ago
StoryTimelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion Rhiannonw214 years 9 months ago
StorySmall Wonder Silver Spun Sand1214 years 10 months ago
StoryForgotten Lake Richard L. Prov...514 years 10 months ago
StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 10 months ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 10 months ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 11 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider414 years 11 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1814 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...215 years 5 days ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic115 years 1 week ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1815 years 3 weeks ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...415 years 1 month ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin715 years 1 month ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 2 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 2 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 2 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 3 months ago

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Cherry

November Arboretum

… murky and dark, a splash of blood-red, a pattern of peach … … yellow stars outspread on a background screen of conifers’ drab

Heavenly Praise

[Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays :] The Lamb who once was slain, the Lion is alive. He triumphed and will reign; he’s worthy to receive – all glory, praise that we can bring …

Spreading their Wings!

Running up with glee, need a little push, scared to start, fly free – slide with whoosh and rush! Swing, away you go – ‘see you soon’ ‘goodbye’, 'now...
Cherry

On the Mynd

Bright, crisp, gingery bracken, bilberry clumps, and heather, spread of fields below, folds of hills beyond, fringe; net of sunlight beams fan out...

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