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Dec 2015
Sometimes I view things through small windows.
Dusty at times I clean them off..
Just for a better view.
I see you.
I wave as you turn to me and leave once again.
You smile and wave back!
Our dogs chase your truck down the road.
You will be back tomorrow.
I watch your tail lights fade into the hills.
I always turn away when I see our dogs return to our yard.
See you tomorrow dad!
Working nights
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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