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“…a summer’s sun closes the day,  bringing night closer to the farm.  the locus’ sing their nightsong while the family sits on the porch,  brushing away the dirt from their brow.  a hard days work rewarded with relaxation,  a glass of iced tea and family laughter. the smell of dinner seeped through the screen door.  mom usually out did herself on a friday night supper. a family feast of a roast,  skin on mashed potatoes,  freshly picked garden green beans, homemade rolls, a side salad and of course fresh milk – probably right from the dairy cows that us kids gathered that morning.  it was nice living on a dairy farm.  one got use to the hard work and the getting up every morning at four a.m., but it took years to do so…..” 

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without

when you’re gone,  somewhere,  i can find you,  swimming in my memory.  when the void tugs and tears at my heart,  my life without love, you can find a morning sky without a sunrise.  a night sky without a moon,  stars that don’t  shine,  where are you?  a beach without sand,  an ocean without waves,  a shore without a scent.  my life without love,  i need you.  a year without its days, nor the seasons.  a winter without the gentle falling snow,  the spring without  the bird song,  a summer without the flowers bloom,  or a fall without the coloured leaves,  warm apple cider afternoons.  music without notes,  an unexpected uncomfortable, deafening silence.  oh!,  a life without love,  you,  i dont dare think of such!  here i am,  in a box of absolute nothing.  where no colour surrounds,  no images to sight,  no memory,  no feelings,  im blind without love,  you.  when you are gone,  time has no tic tocs,  minutes last for eternity,  and sleep has no dreams,  a sleepless night,  and an empty bed – something i never expected to get used to.  a life without love,  a breath without air,  a life without you,  a life without living,  giving,  sharing.  and now that i’ve come to find that you were all of these things,  i’m no one living nowhere particular, seeking for that place where we once were.  you’re gone, and i need to feel again. without love,  without you,  i am dead inside my heart.  a smileless face,  only an empty shell that  trys to pick up these  broken pieces.  when you’re gone, somewhere i can find you, swimming in my memory.  the void tugs and tears at my heart,  when you’re gone, and like stone, I can not move,  my life without love, you.

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