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River Near

Near the edge of the river on a hilltop was my home.
Love looked down upon the water's roam.
Infant cries and tired eyes were once the sound.
Tiny footprints formed in the moist ground.
Now empty this home became a house.
Shadow's of the past, depart at last.
It all came and went so fast.
The river will continue, in its path of flow.
Perhaps, it remembers the house was a home that had a special glow.

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River Near