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Woodhaven Lakes
As the leaves begin to fall
And the pesky flies no longer crawl
I set the camp fire
Left with only memories
Of when ...
I had it all
Her sweet whispers ....
I sit and recall. .
I now
miss them all
And the pesky flies no longer crawl
I set the camp fire
Left with only memories
Of when ...
I had it all
Her sweet whispers ....
I sit and recall. .
I now
miss them all
Published 22nd Sep 2018
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23rd Sep 2018 5:43am
Beautifully heartbreaking write. One can feel the depth of pain with the changing of the season.
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23rd Sep 2018 6:58am
It was too short.. I started to write this and was trying to keep one eye open.. thanks for the comment.
