from whistles like birds'
form the words -
"... he spoke:
the wreck is not a boat;
he spoke:
form the words -
"... he spoke:
the wreck is not a boat;
he spoke:
Sunday, April 05, 2009
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Welcome
- Simon
- Telford, Shropshire, United Kingdom
- Welcome everyone to 'Under The Green Hill' where I share my thoughts and feelings on stuff mainly to do with music, poetry and Quakers - thanks for stopping by!
Music2Muse:
- Spending warm summer days indoors
- A dreaded sunny day
- Too many birds
- I can have both
- At last I am born
- You should have been nice to me
- I started out in search of ordinary things
- And here I am, softer than a shower
- I came to a high place of darkness and Light
- So now another weekend starts with that longing feeling
- No One Can Hold A Candle To You
- Will nature make a man of me yet?
- Always Summer
- For A Minor Reflection
- And From The Bottom Of The River I Looked Up For The Sun
- For The End Of Each Day
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