donna-earle

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GhostYou are the ghost of my smile / my lips curve upward when I think of you / ... you are my secret desire..

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Mar 13, 2012

Wild VioletsAt six years old she picked the wild violets here / in the huge and wonderful expanse of her / grandparents big garden.

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Mar 12, 2012

SecretsSecrets...by Donna Earle.. / We have no place in the dewy world of little forest ways, / no place for us,

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Mar 11, 2012

Country Bride...She slipped on the dress on a flower day, / she smiled in the mirror / the month was May..

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Mar 10, 2012

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