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52Jenny Meredith
by Athlyn Green
'Twas in September of the year That she bid him well away, And his little boat bobbed merrily As it moved upon the spray. His promises she kept with her All through that fall, till spring; Aye, and... published 11 months ago
53Moon Path
by Athlyn Green
That night we sat on a beach in B.C. You spoke of the prairies, of wheat rippling golden on the wind. "Listen!" I said, "--the water. Do you hear the waves gently whispering on the shore?" You... published 11 months ago
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