I remember the long walks thru
the wooded area behind my home.
The paths were covered with pine
straw, needles and cones.
I enjoyed the past experiences
that crowded my mind.
I found myself sharing them
with my favorite felines.
They always accompanied me
on my nature walks.
It was almost like they understood
my every thought.
The paths are now covered with vines.
The tall pines cut down by man.
Only the memory remains of my felines
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