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| Each spring, the tree blooms like no other in my garden. It comes alive...with beauty and grace, unfolding blossoms to the sun... *~* Planted long ago, out of friendship for a caring soul, of souls. Our paths, do not always cross and reality has never been the question. *~* Each Spring, I am reminded, when its beauty bursts forth, there is always life In the garden of your mind, things you will remember, for all time. *~* The Beauty of One Blossom That crossed your path and walked awhile in your life, giving faith and friendship. Always blooming, each spring In the Garden of Your Mind. *~* 4/14 AKEnglish MidNight Wind Creations © |
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