MEMORIES.
A sunlit path across the fields,
The shadowed silence through the trees,
A quiet cove with flowing tide,
The smell of wood-smoke on the breeze.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

The peace which comes with falling snow,
The first star on a frosty night.
The days we shared with those who cared.
Those times we set the world alight.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

May you dream well tonight, goodnight
        from Sandra & Titania. xx

Wow, an albino Kangaroo, thank you Christine. xx

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Ty for the Roo x

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Crab pd and birthstone thank you

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   THE GREAT ESCAPE.
A book is so much more than printed words upon a page;
The words are mighty characters; the book an endless stage.
So when i need a lift I always find a cosy nook
To snuggle up and wander through the pages of a book.

Transported by the written word to any time or place,
You'll find imagination is as limitless as space.
So when you feel dejected then you'll know just where to look
To find a great escape between the covers of a book.

Wishing you a very good night. xx