Thursday, June 22, 2017
A Final Dance Comments
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I long to walk a barefoot path again,
in the soft summer sand of a childhood creek.
I long to move silently on wet autumn leaves,
to drift in the earth tones after rain,
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Barry Middleton
22 June 2017
Thanks Lyn, glad you liked it. The image is the actual creek where I played as a child.
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