and their days are long savored, and abundant

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The Wishing,  Well

(  for Kindness’ Sake, and Promises to keep  )

 

 

that this Flock of Grace,  finds Love,  Again,

      and all the dignity that Innocence deserves . . .

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Miss May, Miss Peach, Miss Grey, Miss Toffee, Miss Top Hat, Sir Galahad, Miss Lily, Miss Mona, Miss Samantha, Mr. Hershey, Snowflake, Mouseketeer, Meeka, Fang, Rusty, Leo, Tiny Tim, Squeaker, the Quintuplets, Felix, Miss Muffet, the Triplets, Patrick, Lucy, Snowball, Frank, Blake, Charlie, Cally, Coach, Angie, Grayman, Bergen, Brigit, Smokey, Little Red, Humphrey, Hyena, Miss Shadow, Miss Smokey, Miss Paige, Zoe, Precious, Mr. Hope, Mr. Faith, Munchkin, Amelia, Winkin’, Blinkin’, Nod, and Solo

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                        on newsstand,  gift shop,  bookstore or mall,                      *

                        not one trace,  of The Book was found,  at all,                      *

                        each had been begged, borrowed or bought,                      *

                        so any that were left,  would never be sought . . .                 *

                                                                                                                               *

                                             The Voyage of Kings                                            *

                                                        IronHorse                                                     *

                                                                                                                               *

                         then,  one Morning,  as Peace came at Last,                      *

                         and Patience,  finally,  walked into The Past,                      *

                         there flew o’er The Fields,  a Flock of Grace,                      *

        Ever upon Love,  will Their Shadows,  Race . . . 

 

 

 

 

Book II,  The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Fourth DoveTale – The Web of Pearls

 

 

 

and Lightning, danced

 

 

A Flock,  of Grace

(  behind The Sun  )

 

  

      *

with *

     *

The Might,  of All Things Dear, 

roaring at The Wind,  as an Echo flowed

through The Corridors of Their Hearts,  as

Each,  with Her Shield of Reason,  spoke,

with One Voice,  a Wave of Thunder, 

as Lions,  and They cried,

      nEvermore . . .

 

 

 

from Book II,  The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Third DoveTale – The Rail of Sighs