Saturday, April 2, 2011

A Happy Little Love Story Comments

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Love is a picnic in the park, on a red checked cloth, eating from a bruised wicker basket.
Love is fishing in the summertime.
Love is the smell after rain.
Love is 70 degrees Fahrenheit, or maybe 103.
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Elena Sandu 02 April 2011

Yes, it is true, maybe is no need to dig too much as I could see that love could be in everything or everywhere. Nice poem, thanks for share,10.

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