Pastures Of The Past
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David Harris
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Clouds of discontentment
cover us at times
wanting us to retreat
into pastures of the past,
to places where our heart sang
out with joyous melodies
and contentment laid
beneath our feet
where love sprang eternal
on our happy days,
which now seem
a million miles away.
30 September 2009
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