Have you ever been to Cotton wood lake
In the darkness of night
And stand on the nearby road
And watch a true blanket of fire flies
Fly into the open air
And hear them all talking
And before long you will understand
What they are saying .
All you have to do is stand still
And listen
And that is a beautiful night .
I miss that memory .
I Love You All
By Brock
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