in autumn time
leaves melted
dripping down,
catching in our hair
golden sugar droplets
in ceaseless cascade,
hand in hand
only cool air between us
birds gave last song
before the encroaching winter
i could look to my side
see her and still know
the reason for my breath
and last two decades,
it was a leap
as great as a stags
that my heart did,
clasping hand tighter
reassurance that all this
was permanent
velvetmedia 
so romantic.
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Thank you Sheila all the best
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I grew up near Frodsham. It’s so lovely there.
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a lovely area , enjoy it around there
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Me too. It’s nice and peaceful once you get up above road level 🙂
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Will be visiting a lot also loved the old cottage with a corrugated iron roof, and lots of other things to see, have a good Sunday
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smiles…i like that heart leaping like a stag…and the close…the hope of permenance as well…nice…
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Thanks Brian i thought i would be a bit romantic on this one
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