The end of the day
December 11th 2006 08:16
I saw a boat today, it bobbed with the never-ending tide,
Each time a wave rolled up, on the other side it would hide,
The sails were down, the bare masts stood high,
The sun was sinking, the Master painting His Masterpiece on the sky.
Each time a wave rolled up, on the other side it would hide,
The sails were down, the bare masts stood high,
The sun was sinking, the Master painting His Masterpiece on the sky.
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Comment by LaurenD
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Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
I took your previous advice about a trip to the Bunya Mountains and it was GREAT! I cant wait to go again. Thanks for stopping by
Many happy travels
Ash