Child becomes parent
In kind trade through years of care.
Bright clouds keep trees green.
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That journey alone, though…
Again I wander
down valleys, up hill, heart bare.
Familiar dog barks.
Every little thing I see is a message, every thing I do just guides me on…
Quick grasshopper jumps
divert eyes from path ahead.
Breathe easy, be heard.
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