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The Swan

A cold lonely swan searched under a pile of moonlight reflections for his lover.  
He panicked about and paddled into frosted cobwebs hanging from an autumn willow.  
The cobwebs hanging from twilight's mist dripped with the rain
As so delicately, too, did his tears.
He swam 'round as his ripples spread out over the surface summoning his mate.
The rest of the birds have already flown away for the winter.  
Where was she?  
He sighed.
Not even sight of a lone feather to follow.  
Didn't she want his company anymore?
They'd been together for many seasons, many years.  
What was happening, he asked himself.
This is only a dream, he reassured himself.
Did she fly out to their favorite rendezvous point to watch for him?
He could only hope to find her there.
Then they would fly away from the cold together in the early morning twilight.
Written by Elenore
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