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To my Turtledove in residense.(1) The Almond Tree of my garden. Hiding gently behind my hanging baskets,curious ,well aware On this very fresh,pure and lucid morning,I guess you unaware Was scouting around the blue sky,well perched quite proudly upon The branches of my rich “Almond Tree”,loaded with fruits anon. Gentle Turtledove, you and I are blessed to be sharing,in our bosoms With pride and joy,this holy instant perfumed by the almond blossoms, That feeling of bonding made me suddenly aware that we could all Enjoy these moments of closeness with each of those around us all. You would agree gentle Turtledove,that warmth is a skill,alike love, For sure,and should be spread around and shared around with love. Capacities for magic powers of tolerance,acceptance,understanding, Are there,imbedded cautiously within our soul and heart,hearing The multitude of suffrance,despair,and injustice,upon then we could Move mountains,all obstacles against all odds.Lending a hand would Aliviate pains and incertitutes,stretching our magic powers we could. Thank you my Turtledove Geneviève
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Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 11:25 AM UTC
The Almond Tree
To my Turtledove in residense.(1) The Almond Tree of my garden. Hiding gently behind my hanging baskets,curious ,well aware On this very fresh,pure and lucid morning,I guess you unaware Was scouting around the blue sky,well perched quite proudly upon The branches of my rich “Almond Tree”,loaded with fruits anon. Gentle Turtledove, you and I are blessed to be sharing,in our bosoms With pride and joy,this holy instant perfumed by the almond blossoms, That feeling of bonding made me suddenly aware that we could all Enjoy these moments of closeness with each of those around us all. You would agree gentle Turtledove,that warmth is a skill,alike love, For sure,and should be spread around and shared around with love. Capacities for magic powers of tolerance,acceptance,understanding, Are there,imbedded cautiously within our soul and heart,hearing The multitude of suffrance,despair,and injustice,upon then we could Move mountains,all obstacles against all odds.Lending a hand would Aliviate pains and incertitutes,stretching our magic powers we could. Thank you my Turtledove Geneviève
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genevieve-hawkins
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 11:25 AM UTC
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