That Teddy is in Real Trouble...
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I found that in a street of Brussels a few days ago, kind of scary and disgusting, I know, but this is so unusual that I wanted to share it.
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Showing posts with label blues. Show all posts
Over The
Rainbow
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Over the rainbow
I'm waiting for you,
Hours that overflow
Into the blue;
What can I say,
No words will give
Another bright day,
In futures to live.
We might be happy
With what we have got,
Though times get snappy
For what they are not;
Bright sides and bluebirds
Yesterday's spring,
On and on new flirts
As tender hearts sing.
Over the cloudy sky
Where wonders meets eyes,
Our time passes by
And futures new lies;
Just a step here beyond
Oh blow wind oh blow,
No earth is there bond
Only colors of glow.
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Rainbow
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
Over the rainbow
I'm waiting for you,
Hours that overflow
Into the blue;
What can I say,
No words will give
Another bright day,
In futures to live.
We might be happy
With what we have got,
Though times get snappy
For what they are not;
Bright sides and bluebirds
Yesterday's spring,
On and on new flirts
As tender hearts sing.
Over the cloudy sky
Where wonders meets eyes,
Our time passes by
And futures new lies;
Just a step here beyond
Oh blow wind oh blow,
No earth is there bond
Only colors of glow.
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