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| ~~~~~ DONNA CAROL'S POETIC SOUL ~ 2008 Presents.... ~~~~~ |
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When the morning fog lifts up The sun sends brightening rays. Still there's a wisp of something Seems to cling upon the days. Upon the lake the waters Seem to have a darker shade. Then it seems to grow lighter There! How was that ripple made? |
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Who's wading in the water? Who skips rocks upon it there? Can that be a little breeze Lifting up locks of my hair? Perhaps the fog is still here, Never left the lake at all. The water, breeze and all else Was just my mind after all. A Poem By Donna Carol |
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