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Ecila (For My Rhiannon)

I entered the hollow he begged me to follow I ran just as fast as I could. But when I got there there wasn't a hare so curious & dumbfound I stood. Which way did he go? it seems I don't know and should I go this way or that? And if I go that I may be to fat to fit through the tunnel so small. And if I take this the hare I may miss and never will catch him at all. Oh my, all these choices and what are those voices I hear in the distance so loud? I don't want to rush now my face is all flush now I feel a slight pain in my head. At last I awaken I must be mistaken I'm finally home in my bed...

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Date: 12/26/2014 11:44:00 PM
SHARON, Congratulations -- This is a great way to end and start the new year, having your poem featured on the soups front page. Hope your Christmas was a merry one! Always & Forever ~LINDA~
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Date: 10/21/2010 10:11:00 AM
Ecila --- I get it Ecila is Alice spelled backwards.....you my dear are a natural talent....
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Date: 10/20/2010 9:59:00 AM
Cute little dream story Sharon >> James :)
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Date: 10/19/2010 6:19:00 PM
Just a little fun way to play
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