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thanksgiving, yellow lemon squares, turkey, hustle hustle laughing, bickering, small blond children tall dark haired , mild mannered gathering courage to ask asking questions hike , climb, sprint tag, food, eating quickly, murmurs around potato salad, leaves, leaves falling, mothers calling building castles in leaves and trees behind things in the back yard smiling finally we are all together. cancer took her. crying crying and the rain wont stop beating against this old roof. close walls sullen faces mild mannered children working in a quiet desperation to recreate yellow leaves falling and lemon squares. standing close together, to close to close trying to **** the distance between us castles crumble its not our back yard anymore. one of our mothers makes pecan squares we cling to new traditions because lemons do not taste the same, disenchantment falls into a desperate sadness that always fallows death and being homesick for places that no longer exist for us , tomorrow Indifference took her, maybe if i had stayed a little longer, she would be here same as ever, clever bright witted the staple holding together family fibers distance , quite losing site literally loosing her site and missing me missing her and them and mild mannered children trying desperately to recreate yellow fallen leaves, and banter, to hear grandchildren squabbling it was me, i left her castles crumbling she was only missing places she thought no longer existed for her shes gone now. my castles crumbling like the dry fall leaves and i'm dreading things and the lack of things like thanksgiving and lemon squares.
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
losing lemon squares
thanksgiving, yellow lemon squares, turkey, hustle hustle laughing, bickering, small blond children tall dark haired , mild mannered gathering courage to ask asking questions hike , climb, sprint tag, food, eating quickly, murmurs around potato salad, leaves, leaves falling, mothers calling building castles in leaves and trees behind things in the back yard smiling finally we are all together. cancer took her. crying crying and the rain wont stop beating against this old roof. close walls sullen faces mild mannered children working in a quiet desperation to recreate yellow leaves falling and lemon squares. standing close together, to close to close trying to **** the distance between us castles crumble its not our back yard anymore. one of our mothers makes pecan squares we cling to new traditions because lemons do not taste the same, disenchantment falls into a desperate sadness that always fallows death and being homesick for places that no longer exist for us , tomorrow Indifference took her, maybe if i had stayed a little longer, she would be here same as ever, clever bright witted the staple holding together family fibers distance , quite losing site literally loosing her site and missing me missing her and them and mild mannered children trying desperately to recreate yellow fallen leaves, and banter, to hear grandchildren squabbling it was me, i left her castles crumbling she was only missing places she thought no longer existed for her shes gone now. my castles crumbling like the dry fall leaves and i'm dreading things and the lack of things like thanksgiving and lemon squares.
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
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