Walk In The Crisp Autumn Air

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Improv 2001

Dreaming of us,

together forever.

Loving each day,

like the next won’t come,

and loving each other,

even more.

How I wish to just hold you.

Thinking of us,

taking a long walk,

on a leaf covered path in the park.

A cold autumn afternoon.

The air crisp,

and fresh,

as if it just rained.

Happily we’ll walk this path.

It has its ups,

and its downs.

But we will make it through,

together.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 12-12-01. It's my 64th improv.

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