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Piper's Song
There was so little to hang on to
but the stars were there every night
,
she never got over the beauty of rough bark holding the sky
,
and the trees rarely fell.
It was as if her life was a love song between heaven and earth.
2 comments:
Dale
said...
So lovely!
November 12, 2010 10:25 PM
Uma
said...
Beautiful.
March 20, 2011 9:49 AM
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2 comments:
So lovely!
Beautiful.
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