Gillian.E. Shaw Biography

My Nanna wore an apron
for all her mornings tasks;
such a pretty shade and floral
and I have kept the last.
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Bold, brave
and beautiful
strong of limb
bright of eye
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And as she turns we do not feel her:
Four seasons pass in several shades;
life, the given spark to ignite the flame.
Time past is spent. Only to be
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Then run along the riverside
upon a time a French King's pride
viewed vast breadth and gentle ripples;
glitter, glisten, glow and twinkle.
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While the Princes slept:
An unseen hand.
While a secret kept:
Reached through their dreams.
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