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A tall elf stole like a Silver Shadow past my window around 4 a.m. in the freshly minted morning My hubby, darling garden spirit cherishes the dear little plants and flowers in our yard With care and love he gives them their morning coffee, fertilizing, watering the baby sprouts, cooing sweetly over his floral cherubims They know his elfin footsteps and smile happily as he putters about in the Wee, wee hours
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Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
Silver elf
A tall elf stole like a Silver Shadow past my window around 4 a.m. in the freshly minted morning My hubby, darling garden spirit cherishes the dear little plants and flowers in our yard With care and love he gives them their morning coffee, fertilizing, watering the baby sprouts, cooing sweetly over his floral cherubims They know his elfin footsteps and smile happily as he putters about in the Wee, wee hours
sonya-ki-tomlinson
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Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
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