Lost Summer


As I walk among the trees

Under the midnight moon

The wind whispers – asking me

Are you thinking of something

I think of days when I

Seemed to have no trouble at all

Of bliss untouched by sorrow

Of dusty roads – time

Dripping away like a rainy day

Unforgettable flowers

White tattered clouds

Delicate moonlight upon the water

Of lost summer

To be happy and perfect

For a moment

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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