Prodigal Son
Finally
I reach the top
of the hill
overlooking
the old house
by the river...
My bag full of memories.
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Contest: Whitney (2)
Syllable Pattern: 3/4/3/4/3/4/7
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Placed 6th
© 4th September 2017
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