How I wish that I could trod
In early dawning woods,
Just one more time and crunch
On pine needle floors with you.


To smell wood burning mixed
With yearning that this time
The smell of bacon frying and you
Would never end.


Could I but have you warm
My hands and smile into my eyes,
Just one more time and crunch
On pine needle floors with you.



By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)



 

 

 







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