My Son - My Sun
My Son - My SunHe sits so serenely content,perfecting his art of arrow making, When done to satisfaction he will, with great carego through the feather collection of his boyhood days.I often question...
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A most lovely tributethis is Spirit... Beautifully expressed... A white flowergrows in quietnessLet your tonguebecome that flowerJoin me at Friendly Musings
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What a wise and wonderful taleyou've woven with well craftedlines and words.Just loved reading it. It reminded me of abook I read years ago which traced the historyof a band of Sioux through a...
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Outstanding write! Again you produce wonderful word-smithing! Awesome work Spirit!!Drew"We are all only flowers,watered by our very tears"
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A lovely tale, hopeful and loving. A great write Over the waves, you call to me. Shadowed dreams, ancient mysteries.Torn between seamist and solid land.
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"he is my son-my sun and i bask in his light" I love that line...wow. This is such a well crafted tribute. Beautiful.Scotty
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A noble and beautifully woven tale, Spirit!The world you cast here is so real! Congrats on the award ~ Bruce
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Well.... ya already know I love the stuff you write, and this is no exception! A wonderful tale, Spirit. LOVE those last 2 closing lines...great!~Alaura"You can give without loving...but you cannot...
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