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 Aug 2013 Jane
Helen
To have a hand hold mine
and a voice in my ear
telling me whispers of laughter
chasing away a fear

To have an arm around my back
and a palm at my nape
giving me encouragement
while making sure I dont escape

To have someone sit beside me
and pretend we're not both cold
To have some pride in me
as we both grow old

Sometimes, I forget what it's like
to not be alone
Then I look over,
*and you're gone...
 Aug 2013 Jane
Steve Ambra
Autumn
 Aug 2013 Jane
Steve Ambra
Autumn was it when we first met
Autumn is it what I can't forget
Autumn was love and fret
Winter is not upon thee yet.

Autumn has three months,
Where leaves are by counted by the millionth,
Autumn is the time to find some shoes
While the season after brings us the blues.

Autumn is colour and life
Autumn was when you hug your wife.
Autumn is all alone
Autumn was blissful and blown.

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