Dreaming
I am lost in dreaming
The feel of your hand in mine
Dark lonely nights remembered
Inside the tall grey stone
Our time has fled
The circle closing
Ancestors whispering
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
DreamingI am lost in dreaming
The feel of your hand in mine
Dark lonely nights remembered
Inside the tall grey stone
Our time has fled
The circle closing
Ancestors whispering
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
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Thank you, Sue…
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