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Picture "Ymera de l'Oubli II" used with permission Please pictures may not be taken from this gallery copyright and ownership by Clair Obscur ....................................................................................... |
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. Waving back and forth with the ever present gusting wind Shifting colors reflected from the glory of sun lights blend This be a sea of grass churning like the surf at high tide Where as a kid in this storm of grass did I play and hide The sweet sent and memories from my youthful times Become the reason for my reflecting reminiscing rhymes Youth relived in my mind as conqueror, crusader or queen Fields of grass both play ground partner and play thing The greens are not as green as my memory holds them In truth all colors now seem to have faded and grown dim Still do I run fast through the grassy fields of my mind's eye For only there will my age let me truly cut lose and fly Bear ............................................................................................................................... |
