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I know You Have To Leave I know you have to leave when the sky turns amber and gold. But when all is green. When you come back, I may be to old. When the last geese fly into the south away from the northern light. I shall give you a compass and a candle to find me in the night.

This book is a collection of poetry I wrote during my time on the mountain, Im not a great writer at all but I cant control my urge to grab a pen as my heart crys onto paper, or whatever I can find to write on, its not unusual to find many paper plates I wrote on stuffed in a book shelf. I know Life is not always easy as for anyone in life. But the Lord sent his angels to sit beside you and me.