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Sometimes hiding away

In a day’s tasks and in trusting, I live beside you unaware,

When as if the pulse of blood in my veins You come so vividly into my thoughts,

A gust of cool mountain air, patches of sunlight, where yesterday was clouded, cold,

I realize, once again, though not expected or Planned, I chose rightly.

Happy Fathers Day, my love.

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