Sunday, January 6, 2013

1/6

Waved our friend goodbye this morning,
Grateful this winter is mild. Then rode
The white horse

Through the quiet farm lanes coming back
To sit your bench as the sun set, grateful for the
Time with you.

Grateful for the love we shared, the memories we made
The light of the sun tinged treetops, but, missing you, always
Just missing you.

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