As the hour grew late, I said goodbye
Some call it gloaming, others twilight….
Suffice to say it was your time
Far on the horizon, where the sea meets the sky
I saw you soar – fly, little soul, fly
so high
As the hour grew late, I said goodbye
Some call it gloaming, others twilight….
Suffice to say it was your time
Far on the horizon, where the sea meets the sky
I saw you soar – fly, little soul, fly
so high
Very nice, and I love the picture, too.
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Thank you my lovely friend 🙂
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Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank *you* for your visit 🙂
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Heart *felt*
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Thank you very much 🙂
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Yes, so high… Félicitations pour votre inspiration.
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🙂
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