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May 2020
We walked
Past slate
And through a gate
And some woods

Around a corner
And a fear
Surrounded me
To see

A cave
So dark
So bleak
And water
Dripping slowly

My head did bow
As I entered
The dark Dismal enclosure

And my heart
Raced
With sheer fear
Of danger

But the light soon shone
In a distance
I wanted
To run

An opening
Of beauty
Within a cavern
Of such age

A wonder
In sight
Viewing the height of
An amazing rock
formation
That left
Me in ore

A destination
I wouldn’t
Have seen
If my fear had
Redeemed
Written by
Sheila Stafford
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