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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Gifts?

Feathers
Floating down
They fall at my feet
Finding so many
Why?
What do they tell?
They remind me of you
And still I keep them
I have them all
Posted by The Romantic Flea at 11:01 PM

2 comments:

openeyes said...

love the imagery here. wonderful.

December 14, 2006 at 2:46:00 AM PST
The Romantic Flea said...

Thank you again.... :)

December 14, 2006 at 5:22:00 PM PST

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