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just like last year...
he said the robin's back
in the garden...
she said how do you know it's
the same one..?
he said I'd know that garden
anywhere...
in the garden...
she said how do you know it's
the same one..?
he said I'd know that garden
anywhere...
Published 11th Jan 2015
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11th Jan 2015 3:30am
Love the twist! Sounds like something Steven Wright would write. Very witty! <3
11th Jan 2015 12:32pm
11th Jan 2015 6:14am
in thanks for those
lovely gardens of spring
comes that beautiful song
of the promise they bring
as the wonderful news
of the weather’s to change,
they simply sing, and they sing,
oh how I long
for robin redbreast again.
You're very clever, by the way...
lovely gardens of spring
comes that beautiful song
of the promise they bring
as the wonderful news
of the weather’s to change,
they simply sing, and they sing,
oh how I long
for robin redbreast again.
You're very clever, by the way...
11th Jan 2015 12:34pm
11th Jan 2015 2:58pm
Grins, and giggles...mo Chara!
(If only it were Spring!....[sigh])
Almost amazing--sometimes--how the familiarity in our lives remains sooo consistent....while all around us, changes cycle-- continuously....
reading this brought Sunday morning sunshine, and smiles!
(If only it were Spring!....[sigh])
Almost amazing--sometimes--how the familiarity in our lives remains sooo consistent....while all around us, changes cycle-- continuously....
reading this brought Sunday morning sunshine, and smiles!
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