I have a homing instinct for the stars
In fifty years
New names appear
But through them all
One theme runs clear:
As roles evolve
And lives unfold,
A tale of Love
Therein is told.
For Granny and Bumpah
October 1990
I have a homing instinct for the stars
In fifty years
New names appear
But through them all
One theme runs clear:
As roles evolve
And lives unfold,
A tale of Love
Therein is told.
For Granny and Bumpah
October 1990
Qui êtes-vous qui venez de si loin, par monts et vallées, saluer le Roi?
Mummy trimmed my hair today
And cut my baby curls away,
But from the pile she rescued one
Which shone pale golden like the sun.
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