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Passionflower
I'm glad you like it; it really wrote itself on just such a night. It is when I do my best praying and my centering..I guess they are one and the same. I hadn't thought about it, but I don't think I've heard any bullfrogs here....that's kind of odd, wonder where they are? Do fireants eat bullfrogs?
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Krisles
on May 27, 2005 at 12:38 PM
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This is a wonderful poem...glad I found it.
I like to go out at night too and check things out. It's cool - the air is fresher. The bull frogs are croaking down at the pond. It's mysterious, a new world.
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Passionflower
on May 27, 2005 at 12:03 PM
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