As The Wet Sand.....(Untitled 6: 1999) Poem by Lillian B. Rose
As The Wet Sand.....(Untitled 6: 1999)
As wet sand slides
Through my wrinkling fingers
the cool water rushes
over my legs in protest
A youthful shiver of delight
Reminds me of a careless calm
of days long since forgot
as I close my eyes
to the horrible darkness
that found it's way to me
the gentle breezes against my face
Reminds me that I am free
Thursday, October 9, 2008
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