~tasha~
Age: 125
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Sweet Lavender
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Herbal scents with senses flowing.
Drift away with relaxation.
Healing oil so refreshing.
Sooths beyond all expectation.
Extraction from sweet lavender.
A fragrance to release all stress.
Healing oil sooths emotions.
Therapeutic way to digress.
Insomnia you have no more.
Close your eyes and drift far away.
Tension, sunburn, acne, and flu.
Takes muscle aches and pains away.
Quintessential from flower spike.
Oil's essence, has sweet allure.
Combine with sage or frankincense.
Feelings of calmness so demure.
~tasha~
Age: 125
6671 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
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Location:
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The Fairy And The Magic Pen
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The broken hearted fairy, lay upon the lily pad,
Dreaming of the day he would find, the love he never had.
Landing next to him, a fairy, cute as she could be.
just one look and he wanted to say, will you marry me.
He asked her name, where she lived, then she flew away,
wanting to write her a letter, not knowing what to say.
He sat down with a magic pen, and much to his delight,
the pen stood up by itself, then the pen began to write.
Upon the paper the pen wrote, romantic poetry.
it wrote words of love and forever, for her eyes to see.
He flew to her house, set on the door with a bouquet,
first he knocked on her door, then he quickly ran away.
As the fairy read the poem, her heart just started pounding,
the words were quite beautiful, and they were quite astounding.
She quickly flew to the lily pad, to find her new love,
guided into his arms, by soft wind currents up above.
She said, I love what you wrote for me, will you write me more,
please write it just as lovely, as the poem you wrote before.
Stood the magic pen upon the paper, now let me think,
alas , lost at love again, the magic pen was out of ink.
~tasha~
Age: 125
6671 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
Desert rose upon scorching sand,
through life's harshness, you withstand.
Never waivers when sorrow blows,
still standing tall, this desert rose.
Fragile flower, with hidden strength,
to survive, goes to a any length.
Wither away, would be tragedy,
such beauty for the world to see.
Cast aside in her loneliness,
with petals soft of tenderness.
Sun shining down, calls out her name,
with echoes soft of sweet refrain.
Image of reflected smile,
loveliness hides self denial.
Survival in a world severe,
this gentle rose shall persevere.
For strength she pulls within so deep,
as pain of heart and sorrow weep.
Fighting battles beneath the sun,
holding on, till new days begun.
