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gather me trumpets –
queen anne
and clover
make of this hour
a memory of bliss
sail me to dream
on the wind of your wishes
wake me to promise –
with naught to resist
roll me in flannel
dress me in cotton
brush to my presence
the damp smell of wheat
one fleeting moment
shall garner eternal
a place on your smile
I was heaven to be
……I’m smiling…!
Paul
Which I love about you! Thank you, Paul. ~ Ever, Bobbie
Beautiful, just Beautiful… 😉
Thank you, Jason. I am so very very glad you liked this. Truly, that you find me today is a reason to celebrate. Thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie
Beautiful — the words and the music.
Ahhhhhhhhh, you know me well. ~ Love you, Dee. ~ Always, Bobbie
“A place on your smile, I was heaven to be”, such breathtaking words of beauty and yet the thoughts provide a deeper joy and treasure…wonderful poem and all i can say is “always”.
………and I am blessed that you understand such words, and the place they remember. Thank you, Wendell. ~ Much love ever, Bobbie