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What an umbrella !!
I often have wandered in deep contemplation
It seems that the mind runs wild when youre all alone
The way that it could be
The way that it should be
Things I’d do differently if I could do them again
Ive always loved spring time, the passing of winter
The green of the new leaves and life goin on
The promise of morning
The long days of summer
Warm nights of loving her beneath the bright stars
J Denver
Lost in wilderness...
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
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