not one star in the sky tonight
tho’ we rarely speak of them
’tis mostly children, cars and simpler times
in their own right, they all shine
cardinals a symbol of what we mean to me
what will come of thee
verdant grass continues
will it even matter now
darkness looms beyond the street
allow shadows to envelope completely
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
So beautiful, Audrey, and good to see you here again. ❤️❤️
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Thanks! Nice to share a few poems. Good to see you, Lauren.
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It’s coming
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Yes, Sir, it is
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😁
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♡ Good to see you and be here tonight.
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Yes you have been away. I’ve been here the whole time. Here you can have your horse back.
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Giggles. I am so sorry! So many irons in the fire! My beans are burned crisp and the wolves are near. Horse probably doesn’t even remember my voice. What’s with her braids?! Spoiled her again.
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I thought you would notice the aluminum shoes too.
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Well, the bells distracted me.
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Yeah, I suppose.
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