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14. Sunday

April 2, 2015


We wandered slowly to the field
and rested on a wooden fence.
With orange blossom tea in hand
and sunshine at our backs, we took
some photos to remember how
the sunlight set our hair to glow;
we talked and stood in silence; studied
moss and held each other closely,
lost to time in patient love.
The air was cool, your sweater soft,
our voices calm and happy, glad
to share that Sunday, heart and soul.

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