Nora
a song
the light through the trees
a sparkle on the lake 
the  breeze in summer
Not plain
but not fancy
just pure
crystal
A treasure
to hold In your hand
or put in your pocket
to enjoy again
and again
Forever in my heart
 
Monday, May 11, 2009
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