The EdgeA Poem by willwebShe skipped along the edge of the lake, her refection dancing upon it's clear smooth surface, soft hair flowing in the cool November breeze... singing a melodic autumn song while happily tossing flower petals into the water... and as I watch from the thicket at the edge of the woods, I am mesmerized by her charm when it occurs to me... I have never seen the lake look more beautiful © 2024 willwebReviews
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Added on April 8, 2024Last Updated on April 30, 2024 AuthorwillwebTXAboutHi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..Writing
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