Posted on November 5, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Sunlight shines into sacred space While prisms
Posted on November 5, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Love is such a tiny word considering L-O-V-E
Posted on November 5, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Your memory is a wilting rose Fraught with cold moonlight Red petals weep in silent repose Mourning its soul’s fated plight.
Posted on November 4, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Storm in her soul Thundering river of salted tears
Posted on November 4, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Under the canopy of fate
Posted on November 1, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Sitting on the edge of my life And watching and waiting Searching for some little sign I’m hoping and praying That he’ll come along And take me away
Posted on October 31, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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-By Linda Lee Lyberg Waxing moon beckons
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