The air doth tickle our senses
drive pleasantries to the surface
nature's distractions abound
smiling, a mighty holy purpose.
I feel a touch of heaven here
a spirit doth blow within
the mighty walls of this castle
are glowing thru thy pen.
DelCano 5/6/04.
1 comment:
Oh yeah...your pen is alive with your wisdom and your love.... Keep 'em coming!
Hugs!
Chris
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