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A Father's Love

While in my youth, heart pounding with life Father and son hiked nature's glory Climbed the tallest mountains, escape city strife Quaking Aspens surround, listen to their story Oh the sights of autum, every picture a masterpiece Orange, yellow and red splashed with God's paint brush Crisp autum air, blue sky above, sun a Golden Fleece Soundless footsteps, nature's soft carpet hush My father's soul, visits me at times, love surround Emersed in nature's eternal power, I'm in tune A cool autum breeze, Quaking Aspen gentle music sound His spirit whispers to me, we'll climb mountains again soon

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Date: 4/14/2017 7:46:00 PM
Bruce, this is so beautiful especially because of the love this shows you have for your father. How wonderful his soul visits me. Remember we talked about you coming back as a ghost to haunt me. What will be the secret for me to know it's you? I would dearly love to know a spirit from my past were visiting me. This poem relates something so special by using the beautiful imagery of autumn.
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Bruce Adams
Date: 4/20/2017 1:01:00 PM
You'll know it's me when I whisper in your ear, " Go Trump ! " :)

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