Poem -

OUR OWN LITTLE WORLD

OUR OWN LITTLE WORLD

If you aren't frightened by thunder...

If you are a Full Moon watcher...

If you like Animals and enjoy nature...

You just may be a Natural born Witch...

​​​Let's have a get together and create our own little world...

You may invite a goblin...

Gypsies are welcomed to...

​​​​​​Please sign the Guest Book...

It's called comment...

Hugs...

Benevolent Bard

 

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L. Barto

Hmmm...9 for 9...well Whaddaya know!!
Nice write Benevolent Bard!

.barto. 

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sparrowsong

Hello L.Barto...

​Looks like you have the Characteristics indeed!

9 for 9 I'm not surprised...

Thank you for your fun comment and support my friend!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Tina...

​​​​​​What do you think about my name change?

I figured new move why not?

Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for signing the Guest book...

Let's go!

Thank you again my friend!

Hugs...

BB sparrowsong

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Dblankportrait...

I started to comment earlier and I thought I hit send...

I guess I didn't...

Sounds Witchy to me...

​​​​​Please Enter...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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