Thursday, January 2, 2003

Desert Nights Comments

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Mountains cast their phantom shadows, while desert breezes sigh,
From a river, silvered by the moon, comes a coyote's mournful cry.
Bright stars that shine like diamonds, in a velvet summer sky,
The moon is at it's zenith, and night birds on the fly.
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Gloria Huntington

Gloria Huntington

Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
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