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This is a time of garden gates and all new beginnings; Excited filled minds and bodies. Postie walks slower these days; smiling with sunshine. Dogs bark round the farm always on their toes; Brendan their keeper never worries. And all good things come to those who wait so patience is my watchword; Free to walk slow like postie and to never worry like Brendan.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
Postie And Brendan
This is a time of garden gates and all new beginnings; Excited filled minds and bodies. Postie walks slower these days; smiling with sunshine. Dogs bark round the farm always on their toes; Brendan their keeper never worries. And all good things come to those who wait so patience is my watchword; Free to walk slow like postie and to never worry like Brendan.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC
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