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| From S Cat in Hollydale Parking only Blog |
further up the bank where waving grass grows
is a place of hope, a place of rest
you can see the valleys as they roll
chains break off my arms, they break everything
subdued in thoughts yet clear to be
I see again without eyes nor sound
with time the sun will set
a master painter colors my sky
I sit, I watch, my dog by my side
lets stay a bit longer, just a little while
then walk home, through the tall trees
just a hill in hollydale .. a mountain to me
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| From Drop Box |
1 comment:
You tell him Mardy. I so understand. Dad could have carried you too. Just saying.
Have a woof woof day. My best to your dad. :)
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