Washes Over Me

I walked with you only to learn what it meant to feel sand and sea washing over me Sand and the sea have a way of cleansing the senses and freeing the soul Twists and turns, knots and noose fall slack and slumber eases its way backward; - nothing short of insomnia I walked with …

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White Roses

White roses, scent drifts solemn breeze carries me...Delicate petals gingerly placed mournful - Reflect black granite mementos perfection in each bud... Thoughtful colors of the season fall upon me - Mums pumpkin orange shades of gold sunlight yellow ...acknowledge no one leaves this place unmoved by the stillness and grace - Engraved stone tells a …

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