Graphic © IGK (DW) 2003

Sunlight pretty and yet so cold
Sunset stories must be told.
The winds of time have left its mark
Treasured lives now depart.
With memories of love and laughter in heart
We set forth to find a new start.
Seasoned weathered life and home
Children leave and I stand alone.

© BayRosie2

 

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