He gently held the young girl's hand
And tried to make her understand
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It took her life
My joy, my wife
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The only love I've ever known
Is reborn . . Her clone
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Park Bench Poetry
PoetryTake a leisurely stroll through the park, sit on a bench facing the pond, and watch the ducks frolicking around the fountain. A woodpecker taps at a weeping willow, and a great blue heron takes flight from a small island in the pond. In these peacef...
