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Thursday, 11 January 2007
Come to the window, sun
Come to the window, sun, Breathe your spring air in Into my room, the soul wherein I breathe In the temple of my dreams. It’s bare outside. The leafless oaks yearn stiff-branched To the cold sky and all her forgetfulness. Sun, bring spring and all your tomorrows, The ripe-hummed sleep of summer afternoons And let me forget the chill insomnia Of bitter winter nights.
17:7:92
Posted by gledwoodpoet
at 10:07 PM GMT
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Friday, 12 January 2007 - 8:23 PM GMT Name: "ruth"Home Page: http://ruth-boofie.blogspot.com/
I love this so much; it's just how I'm feeling. Would love to put it in my sidebar on Me, My Life......credited to you of course.....let me know if that's ok....no offence taken if you'd rather I didn't Rx
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