Long brown hair finds gray,
She is beautiful in fall.
Older, I still love her.
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Cold mountain rain, kisses.
The peaks wear a foggy crown.
Stories live, in the mist.
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Brown dog at my feet.
Tales swim sluggish in my head.
Paper, sips up my story.
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Copyright © 2017 Zachary W. Gilbert
Zachary W Gilbert, Author 
Love this one! It is like a warm blanket on a cold day.
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