Don't be so loud, be quieter still.Can you hear that sound of a
distant trill. Up over the hill. A jingle, a riddle from an old
stradivarius fiddle.
Such wonderous tones,
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A sudden flock of geese pass by, their shrill, their cry, captures my will, my mind, and I'm whisped back, to a slower time. Where I find, life a little more kind......magnificent. An endearing poem....top score!
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A sudden flock of geese pass by, their shrill, their cry, captures my will, my mind, and I'm whisped back, to a slower time. Where I find, life a little more kind......magnificent. An endearing poem....top score!