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Solace in the Solstice
 
We go for evening walks
they are much
shorter
now
It gets dark around 7pm
we talk about
the future
news
and give our political
commentary
in humorous fashion
we
gossip
among
the trees
no one but the wind
knows
our real thoughts
our
solace
in
the
solstice.

By Sherry1974

© 2013 Sherry1974 (All rights reserved)

 

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