The
Promise
By
Nancyanna
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out into the inky night, a crisp breeze kisses my cheeks - I revel in the cool renewed breath filling my lungs. Looking up, searching, I find her peering out among a veil of shifting clouds. Pulling back the shroud - she slowly reveals herself - not quite a full harvest vision but surely promising the Fall and Winter dance to come. Stopping, I fix my gaze on her journey across the night sky - not wanting to lose that perfect communion. |
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