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Forgotten Dreams
These beautiful things, delicate and small Are made for turning to catch the light and eye These are like dreams, and dropped so easily On the still warm pillow as you awake,
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Beneath Arching Wings
And would you ever soar on up so high All over these forests and mountainsides While following the twists and turns below Of my own bluest river under skies
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Dreams Will Grow From Turning Time
As night arrives to take your hands and go To places dreams will grow from turning time Around and twisting memory and hope Across the pillow held beneath your head
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Felt Hat
She arrived in a flurry of snow, hat, coat, umbrella and explanations. As usual she talked too much and I didn't need explanations. I saw what I could see.
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The Summer of Vegetables
‘C’mon baby, get on down and pickle my cabbage’ with those words from the legendary number one single by Stan Dibber and the Allotment Lean-Tos, Britain’s Summer Of Vegetables began.
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