Oct. 10th, 2004 07:18 pm
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Beading by lamplight....

A long while ago, I bought an antique oil lamp at an auction. My mother thought me odd, then... I just love the warmth of the flame. On cold nights, in near Winter's darkness, I like to light it and sit and work.

That's my only thought right now.
-M.
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One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright