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A descriptive piece on my childhood escape.

My Kindred Spirit In a time before This life now lived I found a soul And one to give All I had All I’d become Through hap..

Awakened by the smell Of the waning fire, In the ashes remains An ember….. red The dream unending Is present still Insatiable..

Reflections in the meadow Trees sparse and barren Of fruit they once did offer Leaves turned up , pleading Pleading for the rain relentle..

A descriptive poem of memories in our lives.

Toby Cary Writing