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It was a soft October night —
quietly fell the snow,
flake by gentle flake —
making domes on fence posts,
on mailboxes,
tracing upturned branches
of waiting trees.
I know you heard me
on the porch
(you always do)
thought it was
a stirring of the breeze,
or moaning
of the boards
(you always do).
Drawn
to quiet times
knowing you are here,
I feel your peace
(alone)
and come to you.
You know I’m here,
can feel my warmth.
I see you smile.
Let us sit in silence.
Nestle
in my embrace.
Words
need not be spoken
as we watch the melting stars,
listen for the chorus
singing somewhere else.
This moment
all that matters —
quiet filled with you.
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Beautiful, beautiful!
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Thank you so much. ~ Dennis
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Reblogged this on tot123itsme.
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Hi Chris, thanks for reblogging my post. It is much appreciated. ~ Dennis
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how beautiful!
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Thanks so much, Geraldine.
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( it was like an hour ago, when I was out there, not speaking. )
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I love watching the stars. There is so much we don’t know. On a clear night, the stars give comfort. ~ Dennis
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I believe the sky does not get enough attention, star filled or otherwise.
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so intimate and lovely Dennis
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Thanks so much, Linda. Your words are always a gift to my soul.
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wow, that is really sweet!
thanks, Dennis
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