Painting by Steve Hanks
I watch the sea and
Memories come back to me:
Dad saying verses,
Mom playing violin, their
Kisses to the baby girl.
Memories
16 Sunday Jun 2013
Posted in Poésie
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Hortus Closus
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Beautiful words paired with a beautiful painting.
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I thank you. 🙂
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Perfect combination of picture and words.
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I thank you 🙂
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It’s a pleasure, dear… 🙂
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The human spirit
Entertaining memories
Makes time go backward.
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so lovely, Esther.
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🙂
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lovely words. Thanks for the visit to my blog
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