Olden Days

White-bearded man puffed...
And found the scent of  his yore,
In my purple youth
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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July 9, 2022 at 7:29 AM
Nothing is what it seems to our eyes at times. This was wonderful... to me all about faith... Such blessed assurance is for all. We must only accept. Ann
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July 9, 2022 at 7:27 AM
The best was sad to glad for me. Ann
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