The flowers are gone, no more will they linger on these branches. Hope is lost, I am lost. Hollow I feel. The blossoms of hope have died.
lördag 13 december 2008
Hollow
The flowers are gone, no more will they linger on these branches. Hope is lost, I am lost. Hollow I feel. The blossoms of hope have died.
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What an eye for beauty you have with your photographs & your words. By the way, gingerbreads & milk are one of my favourites too.
Beautiful. So beautiful.
Thanks for the visit. I will add you to the list. You are also welcome to follow if you wish. This is so beautiful.
I have been thinking of you. Your photographs and poems are so beautiful. I will comment more when I have time. I wish I had the eye you have when taking pictures.
beaaaautiful.
i wish i could send you flowers so that the blossoms of hope will rekindle :)
Ida what a wonderful blog! Both the photos and poems are inspiring and deep! Thankyou for the visit to my blog! Goddag
Ida, min vän!
Du har en gudagåva. Det här är så vackert. Och jag tycker att den finaste blomman finns bakom kameran!
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