From the depths of a yellow bowl you flaunt your purple facew--- How bold and unafraid you seem. While in the meadow yesterday Beside the clear blue brook< You hid your lovely faces Deep in a shady nook.![]()
ELEANOR'S POETRY LINKS
About Eleanor Viola Essex
MY SOULS' DESPAIR
JUST WORDS
DREAMER OF DREAMS
PLACID
Grandson David Howard Wilkinson
� 1997 [email protected]
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