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Be Free

Without fanfare or glee

This year has passed quick

Like a low burning candle

With an infinite wick

A quiet celebration

Between just us three

No song is sung

There’s no need to be

Anything but grateful

For each morning and eve

The beauty of routine

Is the fabric we weave

Each stitch a brief moment

That holds us together

Whole cloth is much stronger

When toughened and weathered

The years that sneak by

Are not missed nor mislain

No time for upset

No room to complain

Just gentle compassion

A lingering embrace

In the course of a service

A caress of the face

The end, the beginning

The now is the key

Love is the answer

Until all are set free...

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