Those Golden DaysA Poem by DaraRemembering a close encounter of the loving kind.I watch as fallen leaves swirl in pools of red, auburn and gold and my thoughts drift back to another time as tender memories unfold. Those days of walking hand in hand sitting by the fire and scrolling in the sand. Days made all the more precious because I knew you couldn't stay but love you I did before you went away.
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