I am walking on constant pebbles
When the white dove lands for a peck
And the air smells of July..... good things move on and live and live again and again. a sublime thought presented in wonderful imagery and great imagination......... love your words... tony
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I am walking on constant pebbles When the white dove lands for a peck And the air smells of July..... good things move on and live and live again and again. a sublime thought presented in wonderful imagery and great imagination......... love your words... tony