I fed the birds this morning, And I thought again of you. Sitting on your back porch, Pipe and mug held in your hands, Sprinkling seed beneath the roses, Contemplating, making plans. It was a strangely beautiful connection - Silent, unshared, all alone. Just a memory of conversation In a world that has moved on. As we strive and as we struggle, And move forward with our plans, It's comforting to know we have friends In foreign, distant lands. Life is good.
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Taken from Embers Ashes by MindsGaming which can be found on Wattpad wattpad.com/story/376596018-embers-ashes https://youtu.be/ozNDTJlMb0M
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