sarahjademcdermott

I wasn’t awake
Be my imagination
I found you at Thunder Lake
it surprised me
you woke me
This day is forever,

The wind simply chills
I put on my scarf
There are constant breezes
my map is young
The temperature drops and water freezes.

I wrote about the trees
they stood there and talked for years
the garden surrendered
my dog and I ran from bees,
What we left was courage,
impossible to give up our guide.

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