
*
One
more day
many dreams
of someones past
dies
~
~
My
wooden
shanks decay
and their mem'ries
lost
~
~
On
top sets
sheets of rust
from rains crying
tears
~
~
Old
graveled
road covered
by pavement laid
new
~
~
So
many
gatherings
of thanksgiving
gone
~
~
Ten
children
birthed within
these walls of red
oak
~
~
Not
one has
returned with
desires or thoughts
past
~
~
Now
time shall
befriend years
preserved through
pain
~
~
You
may peer
between this
old cracked timbered
soul
~
~
Let
your eyes
search the light
which hides darkened
lies
~
~
Has
my worst
fears of lost
Life come true this
time
*






















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