Adirondack High*
White clouds don't make it cry
The smell of trees all of pines
This makes the Soul satisfied
Now to climb without fear on the wall
A better look at the Adirondack, as she calls
Dom*Colucci 2010
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Here, it is*
Here, it is* It is where I am that my being has took To be of deep contemplation in what I look For the depth that I go in what I see Noth...
dearest soulbro,
ReplyDeletejust lovely. beautiful. adorable. :)
lots of love.
Golden Lotus of God's Love..thanks...I was thinking of you when I wrote this..always think of you with the Adirondack...enjoy as well my Love(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*:)xo