St Spectre @ Halloween

Up the aisle, I s spect her did ...and that there landscape did seem ta me like ee was out near Rosehill, my ansom ...

Thine spectre is but a dream walking,
A warm glow in the coldness of a winter s day,
Lighting the corners of the darkened heart.
Whither she goest, thou shalt follow,
and ye shall be glad and of good spirit.

Well done, treeve! it is indeed Rosehill. A Rosehill by any other name would smell as sweet!

Because She Loves Me
Milestones Are Like Jewels Fair
Priceless Treasures
From God s Sacred Vault Of Time
I Thank Her For The Beauty
And Meaning In The Life We Share
And Praise God For The Blessing
Of This Love Sublime

Unlike your Sonnet, the offering I made was of my own writing, for the two of you ... ::6: Best Wishes ...

Classy stuff, treeve! You re quite right that I can t lay claim to being the author of the above but congratulations on your magnificent lyrics! The moving hand, after having writ, moves along to write another bit! - Tony Hancock laugh#

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