Wednesday, November 12, 2008
A memory I treasure
W e stood by a powerful waterfall, shimmering in the light of the moon, a moon like this one tonight not quite round but full of light. There were.moving carpets of green and flowers of blue and red and purple, so many flowers I had never seen. The tall trees extended the beauty towards silver spotted clouds which undulated against an endless mysterious, transparent blue, were zillions of stars seemed to smile down at us. All these I saw, all these I felt, so when you kissed me as you knelt and...
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