A QUIET LITTLE PLACE.

A QUIET LITTLE PLACE.

                By Dawn M D. 2005.

I know a place where soft clouds float on high,

I know a quiet overcanopied little place,

Where quince trees old and gnarled grow,

I know a quiet place where hawthorn bushes bloom,

Down along the bank where old willow trees hang,

A little creek babbles along,

Sparkling and gurgling at each gentle turn,

Rippling with sweet dulcet tones,

I know a place where maidenhairs display elegant charm,

Dripping and swaying in the gentle mist,

Of a little creek babbling along

16:36 - Wednesday, December 7, 2005 - post comment

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Cute little ditty, i do like some of your stuff.

Anonymous - 01:31 - Sunday, November 6, 2005