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Posted by MFish

When I was young, back in the day,
we lived in Seattle, out Riverton Heights way.
My Dad owned a business, after the war,
that was WW II, if you remember that far.
During the Spring, it was more merry;
I followed the creek to the Golden Arrow Dairy,
fishing the creek, which turned into a ditch,
provided great fun and relieved that youthful itch
of fishing and catching, with nary a mentor,
on this piece of land, now called South Center.

The world I know
Has come apart.
The one I love,
Has broken my heart.
Not because of intent
But due to disease,
That will not relent,
And leave her be
The way she was,
Full of love, for me.
It's an empty shell
She is starting to be.
The loss I feel,
Can not be described
For her love, you see
has been tossed aside.

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