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Memories of Gold
Contributed by
NoSaint
on
Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 12:35:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Soft scents of lavender Fill the air Quietly her essence Lingers there
How she loved her garden Filled with flowers sweet She would sit there Drinking tea and daintily eat
Here she found tranquility The gentle lady fair She held court to the children The parents just in awe would stare
She told them stories Of another place and time Sometimes they were scary Sometimes they would rhyme
The tots would sit on the grass Under an old oak tree Butterflies would fly past Sometimes a bumblebee
The wind now sings her songs And tells the tales she told And scents of lavender Bring back memories of gold
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2006-06-08 12:35:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Memories of Gold
(User Rating: 1 ) by Eternal_Dreamer on
Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 10:41:09 PM AEST (User
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Shari~
Most precious are the memories we make.
A most beautiful and uplifting write penned by the amazing and talented Shari~ Thank you for sharing ur beautiful poetry with us my dear friend. Most enjoyable as always.
love n hugs,
~*suzie Q*~ |
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Re: Memories of Gold
(User Rating: 1 ) by deadheadpoet on
Friday, 9th June 2006 @ 09:10:03 AM AEST (User
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Beautiful Shari, I can almost smell the lavender. Stanza #5 was so very sweet. Peace, Laura |
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Re: Memories of Gold
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 11th June 2006 @ 06:27:37 PM AEST (User
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A most beautiful picture here, full of images, sound and I breathed in those scents of lavendar, one of my most favorite flowers, so relaxing this poem.
rL |
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