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Nov 2013
In winter shadows he saw her
She knew that he would wait for her.
That night he might have let her slip away,
He held and hoped love would follow.

Their love was but a mystery,
A sweetly woven tapestry,
They gave themselves as only lovers may,
She wanted their lives to follow.

Like a swelling stream their love grew
They found a bridge where they knew
That all would fall if they just walked away
Where she went he knew he’d follow

One night without their knowing
The river took what had been theirs
But they found a way of showing
Love is won
By those ones who dare.

Friendships were tested and broken
Hard angry words were spoken
They knew that through it all they’d find a way
And some day others may follow.
Written by
Peter McPhee
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   Afrodita Nestor
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