Echo's Poem by Lesten WhitePigeon
Echo's
Feeling owned by my memories repeat like the sun rising
Echo’s of sound ring like a high pitched bell in my ears
My prints in the snow have slowly melted
At night I gaze at the stars and ask god to take my fears
The gradual grade give no choice to what way the water flows
Its sad that every door that opens one day will close
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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5/1/2024 7:02:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poignant write Lesten thank you for sharing it...10++