SWEEPING WINDS

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POEMS FOR MY BOOK

 

Winds sweep
across our
lives
leaving a
path as
it goes

 

fragments
left behind
memories of
yesterday

 

The tide rises
and falls
mounds of
sand remain

 

slipping
through the
hour glass
such is the
days of our
lives.

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