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A wall of time.
A pane of glass.
Where is love
in our life's morass?

Harvesting hay,
providing the feed
to horses and cows,
it's what they need,
to provide dairy
or win a great race.
For tilling the land,
to raise crops
for the hungry,
as we harvest in full,
providing abundance,
for one and for all.

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The wind,
like a whisper,
passes over the hill,
where we first met.
A meadow, plush
with wild fbeauty,
kissed by April showers.
The color so rich,
against the bland trees,
makes me feel refreshed,
again and I want to see,
you and your smile,
a delightful sight.

A mop,
a broom,
unkempt the floor,
with needles
and dirt;
so much more.
Sweep now.

Saratoga Passage Camano Island WA

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Life was good.
Life was grand,
until the earth
turned to sand.

Where goethe my soul
on this somber day,
of low clouds
and skies of grey?

Photo shared by Heather Cox Richardson from Letters from an American

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