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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

From Dave's Poem

From - A Love Poem, by Dave King
And then it was that joyfulness
slipped by unnoticed for a while,
the way it often does.
Not just contentment: beauty,
and a kind of bliss I had not known before.
Dormant at times beneath a heap of cares --
the mortgage, job security, the kids --



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