In cold dank soil, as I look skywards, up into the blue,
beyond the blackness waits, you whisper, sweet and call me home.
And there you wait, unchanging, ever as you were
And Arms spread wide you call me onwards, nevermore alone.
In cold dank soil, as I look skywards, up into the blue,
beyond the blackness waits, you whisper, sweet and call me home.
And there you wait, unchanging, ever as you were
And Arms spread wide you call me onwards, nevermore alone.
Wow What an evocative piece, and so nicely done.
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Thanks Linda. Hope the barn is going well
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It’s done!!
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Lovely!
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I saw your post just after i asked yeah. So so fabulous
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