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In the realm of Fairyland, winged fairies Flutter celebrating under August Young moon, in depths of temperate forest Shadowed shade. Their song of merry carries Throughout and upward to cloudless heaven. Nymphs watch over vast possession, buries Beneath fancy small floral buds, berries, Forest grace which they hold the lease. Leaven Of humor heated a caramel gold Complexion, as delightful spirit form, Seemed eternal. Night to era transform Nature's oblique left untrimmed fold on fold The things that seem twas only just a dream Magical solemnities morning beam. 8/3/2019

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Date: 9/9/2019 6:56:00 PM
Hello Eve Roper,I like the way your imagination works with this poem. have a nice evening my friend.
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Date: 8/5/2019 7:47:00 AM
What a lovely piece. Did you paint the painting Eve? I find it to be very intriguing.
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Date: 8/5/2019 5:10:00 AM
- A wonderful dream, Eve ... wish it was mine :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 8/5/2019 3:51:00 AM
Heavenly poetry enclosed in a marvelous dream dearest, Eve. Superb!
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Date: 8/4/2019 2:03:00 AM
And what a lovely dream it was too Eve and one we wish were true. Tom
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Date: 8/4/2019 12:57:00 AM
An exquisite write dear friend and the pic enhances your poem about fairies to the hilt - magic is something that helps us escape reality - oh how I wish and hope that fairies are true! Hugss, Jennifer.
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Date: 8/4/2019 12:52:00 AM
A beautiful sonnet to fairyland's magic.
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Date: 8/4/2019 12:20:00 AM
Eve, A very lovely Sonnet you have written this day. Proof that hope still remains in this weary world. -Richard
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