Oh She will bring the buds in spring
and laugh among the flowers
In Summer's heat Her kisses are sweet
She sings in leafy bowers
She cuts the cain and gathers the grain
when fruits of fall surround her
Her bones grow old in Wintery cold
She wraps Her cloak around Her
~By Gwudion PenDerwyn
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This is my domain, and I, bid you enter. Sit a spell, put up your feet, warm them by the fire if you will.
Let me tell you a story, or perhaps you may find someone here that may be accomodating. Look about, don't be shy, i will returne shortly.
Enjoy....
Aahhh, so you've stumbled across my guest rooms, please, don't be shy. Let curiosity get the better of you, and step through the arch.
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