Bountiful Harvest

MY heart

still loves

Love stills

my heart

Thanksgiving

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No Debt Resolution

We’ll pay the cost

by what we have lost

The feel of a definite shift

a change in the air; souls adrift

As if  breath has been sucked from our chest

we’re left wondering; is this real or just a test

 Everyone has a price to pay

some over time; others, all in one day

No one gets away