Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Fields Of Gold


You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley.

You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky as we walk in fields of gold.

So she took her love for to gaze awhile upon the fields of barley.

In his arms she fell as her hair came down among the fields of gold.




 
No card from me for the foreseeable as I'm making the most of the good weather. Catch up with you all soon :) .

3 comments:

  1. enjoy the sun hun :D

    xx coops xx

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  2. Hi Andria
    I don't blame you, the weather in Kendal has been glorious, We should be whispering that, knowing how the weather usually is in Cumbria.
    Janet

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  3. I love that record and the sunshine. :)

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