Posted by anastasia56 on November 20, 2004, at 22:29:06
In reply to I laughed at myself last night., posted by Dinah on November 20, 2004, at 21:24:06
Along the journey here and there
You often find a flower,
Just anytime or anywhere
No special place or hour.
They are not planted in a row
You never guess, you never know,
Around the bend a fellow goes
And straight ahead he see's a rose.
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