I saw a girl, many times before,As I walked life’s winding road.We never spoke, but I was glad she came.Even strangers can help lift a heavy load.Her hair, like fine-spun copperGleamed in the last of evening’s light.Her eyes, blue-green and peaceful,Shimmered like the ocean at moonbeam’s night.I caught a glimpseOf a squinty smile,The long remnant […]
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