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Misty Sunshine
There was a fine mist, today, Covering the fields, darkening the soil. You could barely make out the letters On the tower of the Coop. Gray as the ocean, This sky surrounding the red, furrowed fields. Cotton is in bloom. The sunflowers are waiting to drop seed. The electrical wires are full of birds, roosting, Congregating, ready to fly south. Then again, isn't this south? On my face, this mist, fine, Cool, refreshing my soul. Home, gotta love it. Raine Les 10/5/2009 |
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Great words from a great heart...
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Great words from a great heart... You are kind.A blessed life resounds.. |
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Misty Sunshine There was a fine mist, today, Covering the fields, darkening the soil. You could barely make out the letters On the tower of the Coop. Gray as the ocean, This sky surrounding the red, furrowed fields. Cotton is in bloom. The sunflowers are waiting to drop seed. The electrical wires are full of birds, roosting, Congregating, ready to fly south. Then again, isn't this south? On my face, this mist, fine, Cool, refreshing my soul. Home, gotta love it. Raine Les 10/5/2009 ![]() ![]() |
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Misty Sunshine There was a fine mist, today, Covering the fields, darkening the soil. You could barely make out the letters On the tower of the Coop. Gray as the ocean, This sky surrounding the red, furrowed fields. Cotton is in bloom. The sunflowers are waiting to drop seed. The electrical wires are full of birds, roosting, Congregating, ready to fly south. Then again, isn't this south? On my face, this mist, fine, Cool, refreshing my soul. Home, gotta love it. Raine Les 10/5/2009 ![]() ![]() Yes, I am where I want to be. |
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Misty Sunshine There was a fine mist, today, Covering the fields, darkening the soil. You could barely make out the letters On the tower of the Coop. Gray as the ocean, This sky surrounding the red, furrowed fields. Cotton is in bloom. The sunflowers are waiting to drop seed. The electrical wires are full of birds, roosting, Congregating, ready to fly south. Then again, isn't this south? On my face, this mist, fine, Cool, refreshing my soul. Home, gotta love it. Raine Les 10/5/2009 ![]() ![]() Yes, I am where I want to be. ![]() |
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