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And, but

Why I can’t feel cold today

And there is absolutely

Enough warmth around here

But the little meows keep up

And I can feel the soreness from here

The unhappy ache comes through the air

But that vibrant pain will go away

And I will still be here

Each step closer to where you were before

There is a wind causing the trees to creak

Once in a while some branches fall

But my hand has yours still on it

And we may get back power

But I see patterns out there when the

Pine needles fall, sit, and move again

Each sound and movement a

Green design that signals a thought

Of looks into the dark and ponders

What to say instead of speaking

And there is no clock to wonder with

But you will always be

The red hot fire inspiring me

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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