The Red VoilinA Poem by SydneyLynnThe Red Voilin
Throughout Generations, the stories are told. The memories we have, are memories we hold. Can we love one another? Do we say the right things? Throughout the nights, my Red Voilin sings. Telling of it's stories, throughout it's many years. Beautiful stories, that could have you in tears. You wouldnt belive, what the Red Voilin has seen. To our family; You wouldn't know what it means. © 2010 SydneyLynnAuthor's Note
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Added on December 18, 2010 Last Updated on December 18, 2010 AuthorSydneyLynnMNAboutSYDNEY. 16. MINNESOTA. I am really sassy and i like to dye my hair a lot -- At the moment it's green. I run three blogs that have nothing to do with writing which sounds odd because when people ask me.. more..Writing
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