Night was setting as I made my way toward the Iron Lady. The wind - TopicsExpress



          

Night was setting as I made my way toward the Iron Lady. The wind had lost its breath and I for a minute could hear the old train coming around the bend of memory. I could envision the brave at heart as when they were young and foolish they jumped from its heights. I would sit later and watch as the night shrouded her in darkness and I heard the laughter of the young over on her far end toward the Lily Pond. Time indeed moves so fast.
Posted on: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 19:24:54 +0000

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