The horizon is opened and vast; I envision the fields wild, amidst tall trees. I remember my father, my brother my sister and I climbing and swinging…Was it all a dream? I wonder.

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The horizon is opened and vast; I envision the fields wild, amidst tall trees. I remember my father, my brother my sister and I climbing and swinging…Was it all a dream? I wonder.
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Wonderful memories you have.
Thank you, Carol.