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Sep 2018
When the harvest moon,
climbs above the Horizon, my mind finds you.

When the Thunder sounds,
a glint of how strong our love was, fills my eyes.

As the trees sway to and fro,
i remember our walk through the cadence of flowering fields

And as the rain falls down,
so did our love end so many years ago.

But As the sun peeks through the clouds,
I see a ray of hope and that’s enough for me.
Part II of Ms. B's Reflection...
Kurt Carman
Written by
Kurt Carman  Glendale, Az
(Glendale, Az)   
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