Come Frolic In The Leaves
By sidewinder
Here in this world touching a soul where a whisper rides on the wind, Come frolic in the leaves, Share in joy and listen to the songs in the distance, Where the harmony is celebrated just for its own sake, Remember in the dawn those rainbows and treasures and a smile held by a child. April 30, 1999 Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 07:44 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 4
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