Stacks and piles, of a hundred files Pages and pages, stored over ages By the hopeless valetudinarian Who believed with a shrug That he had caught the love bug. And what detailed log he kept. Logged every hour he’d never slept, And dreamed, while still awake, Ten hours daily, give or take Very […]
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There’s a valley in my heart, Where the river of life sings, Where Poppies of hope bloom, And, the tranquil breeze reigns. . There’s a valley in my heart, Where Cedars of love thrive, Where Robins lull the blues, And, the green mead renews. . Photo credit : Sarah Dorweiler (unsplash.com)
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