Barbara R Maxwell

It is a late spring day

Early afternoon

The sun is out

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When you left that night

A part of me died inside

My heart was weeping from the loss

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When you left that night

A part of me died inside

My heart was weeping from the loss

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She had gone to see the Sahara

She had never been before

She wanted to see the sun rise

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A mist, invisible to the naked eye arrived

No one knows for sure where it came from

Some say the Far East

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A mist, invisible to the naked eye arrived

No one knows for sure where it came from

Some say the Far East

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They were taken captive by surprise

It was an unseen enemy

They had to stay inside

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It is an early summer’s day

The sun is out in full force

The sky is bright blue

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It is an early summer’s day

The sun is out in full force

The sky is bright blue

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Purple laced with pink bands streak across the sky

The purple has a hint of gray

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