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becoming, bliss, cherokee, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, southern, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, value, wandering, wisdom, wonder
stars are holding still
the wishes of my youth –
winking just before
their will gives out
loosed against an endless stream
of southern girls
and crosses –
heaven wears a face
I know by heart
rock me here
beneath the gleam –
where venus turns to notice
– wishes every one
are burning true
. . .
tornadoday 
These words brought a lot of memories…
No other comment, except “well written, Wordsmith” ~Always~
Paul
…..thank you (humbled)…….. ~ Love, Bobbie
You’re welcome, darlin’ girl.
“rock me here
beneath the gleam -”
Love this Bobbie ~ x R
Thank you, my precious friend. I’m so so glad you like it, but then again, I’m almost certain it’s a place you know. ~ Love to you always, Bobbie
captured by cajoled twilight twinkle ~ wonderful !
There is always a twinkle in the eye of your words! A true beauty that never leaves, but stays and brings us a soothing peace as we embrace them…another beautiful gem!
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