the day lasted longer than the days did then with the moon falling into your heart

cracking the firewood

we searched for the words through the woods to the dusk never believing you would peacefully part

sailing the tide

years would go by like the sound of a sigh ears hearing quiet in the dark

pictures we knew

fraught, afraid, a frisson frozen, frightened for you - hoping, praying, appealing anew

the newspaper behold told cold hard facts we didn't know why or what we believed

fall / winter apple wood smoke in the sky

the detectives used words like carrots on sticks to get who knew what recieved

lord hear us sing

waiting by the brook with the sounds in the waves for a sound that reminds us of they

the sands wash away a little at a time for the dreams that will write us away

tackling the thing

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