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Reflections The white sun fell while the Sun was down.When the Sun rose the white sun started to fall.In the light the white sun became many sunsRed suns, Blue suns, Green suns, Any Color suns.Until the light from the Sun was to much, and the white sun disappeared forever.But what was left, hidden under the blinding light of the white sunwas Life. Matthew Kraft Nice photo and words, Lorraine:)thought you would enjoy the poem :)love,dev
Lovely words and photo, Lorraine. Your photo has a surreal feel to it...
Thanks dear Dev, but no I don't like it :)I appreciate that Frank,, thanks a lot!
OK,You are have every right to dislike it :)...May be the difference in our perperctives and understanding of life, reality...i like the way the poet presented it; anyway...i often appreciate differences than similarities between people...if I could know your view, than just the statement :)love, dev
i often appreciate "differences than similarities between opinion"...not people; I like diverse opinion i meant to say :)love, dev
De très beaux mots qui s'accordent parfaitement à cette très belle image! Bravo à toi.Bonne journée
You sure capture some amazing images, Lorraine. The words are perfect.
Beautiful - both words and photo...and I agree.
This is so cosy and romantic !
That is a beautiful shot and the words are perfect.
a new day is coming!
Hey Dev no reflection your taste, to each her-his ownc'est apprecie Richard, merci beaucoup :)Merci beaucoup Marcel :)Music to my ears my dear Talon :)Thanks so much m'dear Janice :)Merci beaucoup Dominique :)You're so kind, thanks Michael :)Yes indeed Eddie, and thank God for that :)
when i was a girl, i always heard rise and shine.little did i know then that i'd have to get up before the sun most of my adult life...
It does kind of change things doens't it, he only time I can feel the sun on my face when I'm sleeping is in the summer, when I got to bed early...
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