on a hot summer’s eve …


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… Julian called to me
“come sit by me whilst I cook”
so with needlework in hand, I did.

… our dinner sizzled
our daughter waited
our table was set

… even the battered and weathered
looked oh so pretty
in the long, gold tipped shadows,

on a hot summer’s eve.

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  1. gail

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