Bare Tree
Bare Tree In the chill of night, I stand and gaze My bare boughs stretch n sway in haze The
Read morePast and Present Late at night, the clock’s ticking pricks the silence softly. Time on his paws stealthily moving, leaves
Read moreHope Aglow Another sultry day to its end creeps, the air is lulled, silence grows deep, the horizon is painted
Read moreTo My Native Lands Ah! To mighty peaks towering high, Where gentle breezes most softly sigh, And banks are caressed
Read moreWhispers From Antiquity … Whispers from Antiquity Oft I breathe in the times bygone, my dwelling is in some yonder
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