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Small Poem Return Gift


Posted by Donald Norris on January 25, 2003 at 02:53:40:



On further reflection on your songs arriving in my ear at Burns Lake,a small poem.

Memory

Softly,
When my name you're calling
Think of rain and falling leaves
When you almost touch my face
Think of winter cold and chill
When for my lips your aching
A touch of fragrant May recall
And when you wish to touch me
Think of gossamer on air
Of bubbles passing by
When singing of me
Ring a crystal glass
And smile. --Don Norris

There a small gift from my best view of Burn's Lake window on a chilly winter's night. Await arrival of your CD.

HumbleDon




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