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A love story

By Mother CombsPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Abdulla Abeedh on Unsplash

Take my hand

Let me lead you

To a land

That is new

And grand

With a sea of blue

And a beach of white sand

Created just for you

So come and stand

With me by the yew

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Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 months ago

    Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Beautiful poem!

  • Hannah Moore2 months ago

    I love the contrast of the newness with the ancient yew.

  • Alex H Mittelman 2 months ago

    Love this!

  • Jazzy 2 months ago

    Oh this was gorgeous 😍

  • Nice Piece ❤️📝😊🍂😎

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