Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Dreamers Gold Comments

Rating: 5.0

Lost in the blue, trying to winnow the way to you:
Swift flies the sickle; the aim be sharp and true;
The thresher dividing the wheat from the dross,
The clearing, it gleams where the golden rows close.
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Patti Masterman
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