Turkey dance my love

I miss being two,

Driving around cemetaries,

Aurora s really historic cemetary,

Two male turkeys live across road,

We when I was two,

This spring stopped there,

It was a potty stop,

Everytime I’m out,

Memories made,

I try to sell peoples worth,

Sharing the value of memories,

I drive into cemetary,

Sweet old church,

White,

Sherry walked this way,

Gobble,

Gobble,

Around the car they’d go,

It was like that writer wrote,

It was the best of times,

It was the worst times,

He was wrong sort of,

Alone there are no tomorrows,

Together the world holds possibilities.

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media

I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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