Crepe Myrtle RomanceA Poem by Patricia WedelEnd of summer bed and breakfastTravelling the back roads of memories in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia... our horse and buggy lingers by Belle Hearth Bed and Breakfast... With its gabled roof, wrap-around porch with swing, the music of Chopin fills our soul with romantic notions and emotions of Victorian pleasure... The aroma of Lemon Raspberry Muffins invite us to spend the night under moonlit stars and crickets lullaby with a fire to burn throughout the night... Autumn kisses wake us at first light as embers of eternal love remain within our heart entwined with whispers of forever love...
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15 Reviews Added on September 2, 2015 Last Updated on September 2, 2015 Tags: cool evenings, warm days, romantic interludes AuthorPatricia WedelKeystone, WVAboutLife is like a River that includes the sound of Warblers among the trees laden with happiness and tears... Wings take us to places we discover and people who write the Music we love to hear... quietly.. more..Writing
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