Stories from dreams; musings from life.
Her bones turned to dirt,
And from it grew the most magnificent tree.
Little sprout at first,
then into a gnarly old tree.
Filled with all her stories
and those of her ancestors.
Never to be forgotten.
Forever Eternal.
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Never to be forgotten…. All our stories ♥️
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What a Poem. Brief yet catchy🔥🔥📱
Thank you!! ❤️
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The posts which I shall write here will be random as are my thoughts. As I would like to believe, ‘Unpredictable circumstances always makes life more interesting!!’
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