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The Road

Daddy, ... where does this road go"
I'm not sure, son." I replied. "Would you like to find out?"
He smiled widely, his eyes sparkling in the bright, autumn sun.
Yeh!" He giggled, and began running down the unknown road.

Evening Blanket

Gently it falls
Silently covering roads, trees, sidewalks, and all other matter of earth
It's so soft, light and fluffy. Cold to the touch.
It always brings a smile to my face and a warm, comfort to my soul.


Slowly, the decorations come down.
The bows, the garland, the lights.
Each ornament is removed form the tree, carefully wrapped and put away.
The crystal swan from Aunt Mary,

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