Sunday, October 30, 2005
Cinderella Comments
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Descend from the foothill and don't you feel the humidity?
Dew drops scattered all over the meadow as pearls.
Give me your hand; hand-in-hand we can pick them before the sun rise.
The flowers forget-me-knots & chrysanthemums were in bloom next to Midwife's yard.
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Sandra Fowler
02 October 2007
Lovely, poignant and very wistful. A tear for your lost childhood. Take care. Warmest regards, Sandra
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7/23/2025 1:21:33 AM # 1.0.0
Ethereal, elusive words to describe a past time that still lingers. Love the wealth of descriptions that are included in a such short verse. Congrats to you