Fractional sunlight pressed

through gray mist clouds

like thieves stealing between


A ribbon of water separated

the road from an outpost of


a creation of serious lines

and rugged beauty.


It was a favorite place,

untypical, not easily replaced

nor forgotten.


The ground was resolved to

hold theses treasures close

to the chest forever.










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