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By Carrie Karnes-Fannin
A sometime house dreams of man, woman, boy, girl as sweet summer arrives. At dawn dolphins play, fishermen throw silver nets, and the house awakes. Man, woman, boy, girl fill rooms with golden pancakes and sticky laughter. White curtains flutter and bees hum as the sun warms the old cottage's face. Small hands dig sand and man, woman, boy, girl’s tender gritty toes trudge home. Under lazy rains the worn boards shift and settle, but the old house stands. Golden leaves dropping, creaking rocking chairs hold close man, woman, boy, girl. Fiery foxes hunt while boats sleep on the black bay. House shutters its eyes. A bare pale cottage dreams of man, woman, boy, girl-- sweet summer come back. *** *All Rights Reserved*
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