Bugloss Poems - Poems about Bugloss

...Though little Suzie was wild about horses, she was too young to ride, At just five golden years old. Like summer faded, where nature sighed. Playful Suzie longed to visit Banbury Cross, a......

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...In a house high on a hill an old man grows weak, many years have gone, he lays in his old bed, Back in the day, a dashing young officer with a brilliant red uniform he had many girlfriends, Flowers s......

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