To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie-
True Poems flee -
Emily Dickinson
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Hi Beautiful! How are you my old Friend?
Ah, summer... We've been sipping it slowly here, and really enjoying sunshine & warmth. :o) Happy Summer Days, Shell ((HUGS)) ** P.S. Now posting from my NEW place in blogland:
http://www.lifeofjoy.typepad.com/
thank you so much for inviting me :)
I am so pleased you managed to pop by and visit with me earlier !!
Mad Madam Mel xx
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