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RENEWAL
Streets lights go out,
I swear by those invisible threads
Morning birds carry through the air;
Singing their age old choruses,
Weaving their patterns of destiny,
For earth, as her wheel spins on cue,
Her angels, traditional patterns
Must continue, in renewal, in repair.
RENEWAL © gillena cox 2017
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Wishes for a Happy Season of Easter ❧✿❧ Welcome to Monday WRites #104 ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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Enjoy The Music
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Revisit
17 Apr 2016
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