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Aug 2014
Days like today,
when the clouds
loom overhead
and the chilled
air sneaks under
my blanket to
attack my feet,
I just wish you
were still here
holding me
closely to you
whispering
sweet nothings
into my ear
until we were
both fast asleep.
Copyright 08-21-2014 Elizabeth Lawrence ©
Elizabeth Lawrence
Written by
Elizabeth Lawrence  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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