Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.
By: Dave V (offline) Tuesday, February 10 2009 @ 03:36 PM EST
Spring is here in the Dakota' rain fell like mad and I even heard the clap of thunder . Time to till the gardern. Yippe !!!!!!! Dave V
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.
I was going to put something on a little more racey but I'm not sure some folks here with their little hearts could take it. So think spring
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Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.