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Lady Of The Lake...




the summer breeze blows softly on my face
it seems always,i end up in this special place
where solitude is found,wonder shows the way
i escape from terror and life's unending affray

spanish moss is rising to the whippoorwill's call
why i needed to escape i simply cannot recall
the lady of the lake comes to the suface to ask
will you give of yourself and take off your mask

i tell her i'm ready,giving my head a gentle shake
reaching for her hand i find myself suddenly awake
i head for my abode,easily finding a well beaten trail
safe in assurances that only myself shall let me fail

 jcherr 06122006
fortinkakawbcrjch06122006

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