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Blackbird Nights.
The Blackbird sings
as shades of night now
cross the shadows
of the day.
Fallen notes to drift away
on summer's sweet perfume.
And memories once more shall
haunt the stillness
of the night.
The Blackbird sings
as shades of night now
cross the shadows
of the day.
Fallen notes to drift away
on summer's sweet perfume.
And memories once more shall
haunt the stillness
of the night.
Through the open window of
Through the open window of your words, the love of life, and nature, are revealed.
Thanks for the passage to your world.
Such a lovely comment, thank
Such a lovely comment, thank you Wordman.