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TAPESTRY OF LIFE
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FIELDS OF HEATHER In retrospect, an old man
sits,
Remembers, weaving a
tapestry of his life
Never to be forgotten.
Somewhere along the way.
Golden threads began to
weaken.
Threads of magic, caused a
broken heart.
Promises were no longer kept.
His love of life, walked
away.
The tapestry of his life,
unraveled.
Now all he has is memories,
Memories of yesterday.
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(c) copyright heather burns
Another beautiful poem girl, another KISS followed.
sad but true but in some vain this happens to all of us at one time or another but great way to capture th thought!