Poem - Walls have ears, Doors have eyes. Trees have voices, beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man you think you know. - Song of Sapphique

Poem - Walls have ears, Doors have eyes. Trees have voices, beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man you think you know. - Song of Sapphique

if you are to love, love as the moon loves; it does not steal the night - it only unveils the beauty of the dark

if you are to love, love as the moon loves; it does not steal the night - it only unveils the beauty of the dark

I've been wanting to share this poem with you for ages but I couldn't find  the source.  I hunted high and low to try and find the elusive e.h but had no luck and  then yesterday I miraculously came across her place and now I'm so happy to  share Erin's beautiful words which should be dedicated to all our daughters  and so it is.  Erin Hanson I salute you fine lady.   ::source::

a poem for our daughters

I've been wanting to share this poem with you for ages but I couldn't find the source. I hunted high and low to try and find the elusive e.h but had no luck and then yesterday I miraculously came across her place and now I'm so happy to share Erin's beautiful words which should be dedicated to all our daughters and so it is. Erin Hanson I salute you fine lady. ::source::

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Do You Hate Society? - David J Oragui

Thats the thing, though. Most only see skin deep. We dont all have someone to love the rest. This is great in theory & very inspirational,  but its hard believing.

Thats the thing, though. Most only see skin deep. We dont all have someone to love the rest. This is great in theory & very inspirational, but its hard believing.

Water is the only thing that still touches my body. That, and the warm, beautiful arms of my children.

Water is the only thing that still touches my body. That, and the warm, beautiful arms of my children.

Not dangerous, but beautiful, women are queens kings died quite some time ago.  poem 906 by r.h. Sin by rhsin on Etsy

Not dangerous, but beautiful, women are queens kings died quite some time ago. poem 906 by r.h. Sin by rhsin on Etsy

Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye is creative inspiration for us. Get more photo about Quotes related with by looking at photos gallery at the bottom of this page. We are want to say thanks if you like to share this post to another …

Do not stand at my grave and weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye is creative inspiration for us. Get more photo about Quotes related with by looking at photos gallery at the bottom of this page. We are want to say thanks if you like to share this post to another …

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