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it was at the end of summer and she stood beneath the oak trees of winter, silent, she was thinking of life and the tears she's cried as she watched leaves fall to the ground, the world she knew has changed. Her hand touched the oak tree as she thought of her baby girl's smile, her baby's life was full of wonder, and she wondered why the trees died in autumn? These were the things she would think as she said goodbye to a summer too young to forget too long to remember she will feel the sweat of july during the cold of december as she unwraps the gifts that santa left behind. Her baby runs to her as summer runs away. Rashaad the Prince of Kings
"Too young to forget, too long to remember." These are great lines!
wonderful work
@AhmadBlack of course! Keep up the awesome work!
Beautiful piece!
another great one
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