Poetry By Chuck

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Missing image
She rode with me Just a short time
and she is a friend of mine
We shared together all that we had
and now it makes me sad
To say goodbye as time tries
to find the words to say
"Life is having its way."

We rode the dust of riders
in love with the lay of the land
and we found that although not lovers
our communications were a treat
I will miss our time together
and remember your soft voice
as I held you in my arms
 

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