Just Sad
I sit and listen to the cicadas and feel comforted by their lullaby and watch a black squirrel navigate the thin branch before it leaps from
Each time I have been challenged by lifes inevitabilities I have somehow managed, through the grace of smiling angels To receive more than was taken, And then doubling
Begin readingI sit and listen to the cicadas and feel comforted by their lullaby and watch a black squirrel navigate the thin branch before it leaps from
With hair as white as fresh snow in the sunshine a woman of a certain age sits patiently upon a bench and daydreams of the years
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