Full Circle
From the fist time I heard the call,
Of the Osprey in the air.
I knew I had a place to go,
A place where we can share,
Memories and stories
Of how our lives have been
How a boy grew into a man
And brought us back again
Life seems to come full circle
The memories of the past
Twin Lakes has been a part of him
And now it's part of us
Taking in the beauty
The broken heart will mend
Until the time the ones we love
Close the circle again.
Copyright © Rosemarie Staat | Year Posted 2015
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