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03-08-2009, 03:25 PM
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Senior Member
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Join Date: Nov 1999
Location: S
Posts: 4,883
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As Grace rises with the morning sun
from her bed of roses with their petals trembling;
glistening with the morning dew -
as she yawns and stretches out
across the land, across the skies
with her brilliant hues -
with her fragance floating on the crisp air
through our open windows
filling every room;
A Wish that she might linger...
and that we might feel her presence
the whole day through.
Chi2009
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