On a path,
The leaves fell down,
Raining golden brown,
To join the brethren,
On the ground,
To lay there,
Until they rot away,
To become a memory,
Maybe one day,
If others,
Happen to walk this way.....
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Templers Way Newton Abbot |
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
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The Robin |
Whispering trees, One is listening, To the words carried in the breeze, Watching the limbs, Dancing with the wind, Music made by the leaves,...