tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186865425365677168.post288107430291423580..comments2023-04-16T08:41:29.198-04:00Comments on all ways 11 o'clock: When the choir sang.all ways 11 o'clockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08768261761650923716noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186865425365677168.post-19137599128820536302010-05-24T07:27:15.813-04:002010-05-24T07:27:15.813-04:00erin- one of those rare days for me when the words...erin- one of those rare days for me when the words flew with the angels.<br /><br />nc-va- just perfect. thank you.all ways 11 o'clockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08768261761650923716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186865425365677168.post-41599915062068128992010-05-19T03:17:16.150-04:002010-05-19T03:17:16.150-04:00a perfect view...a perfect view...nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05136437257114318426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186865425365677168.post-45919469620053400752010-05-18T21:30:32.846-04:002010-05-18T21:30:32.846-04:00There are days when I am yoked with clouds; not ma...There are days when I am yoked with clouds; not many, but there are days. And when it is so, it takes great arms to still me and release me from it. I need great arms to gently undo the threading that holds it all to me. No singing required.<br /><br /><i>This</i> is gorgeous. You writing in waves like this is gorgous. Even in this you have been freed.<br /><br />xo<br />erinWoman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.com