Today we traveled under the trees Jun 8, 2002  Today we traveled under the trees. Green and yellow sunlight mixed with leaves, gazing at us, Bathing us, Caressing us with memories. Will we ever come back? This was to be our home. The place to watch the sunset Sleepily disappear over the water. Today we traveled under the trees. Long drapes of Spanish moss, Hollow places between the branches, A tunnel of boughs at the end Sighed, "Will you ever come back?"
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Peter Falkenberg Brown is passionate about writing, publishing, public speaking and film. He hopes that someday he can live up to one of his favorite mottos: “Expressing God’s kind and compassionate love in all directions, every second of every day, creates an infinitely expanding sphere of heart.”
