Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Thursday, December 01, 2005
The Memory Mirror
The growth of pine a foot a year
a shocking reminder, a memory mirror.
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The reflection of time reminisce of fear
of life as it stands through trial and err.
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Days of laughter , days of sorrow,
days that lead unto tomorrow.
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One last glimpse of looking back,
to leave behind a cloud of black.
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