She waits by the lake
a few more yards in the distance
waits to listen to
poetry still sleeping
within my heart
that shall describe
how it felt to be apart
for more than an hour.
She never tires of hearing
nature fill the gap
until I arrive with
guitar in lap
to accompany poetry written
late last night while watching her
sleep in peace.
Ignited 
What a wonderful place to walk beneath the trees. It looks steep! And such beautiful thoughts to accompany the path 😊
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Not very steep but careful of rocks and tree roots ☺🌻
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