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Holding something simple in our hearts, in our hands.
The leaves falling down as we try to understand.
And tears fall so simply, but the wind sweeps them away.
Misery grew with the rain that day.
Life runs out real quick, you grow up so fast.
Make each moment last.
You hold in your hands the innocence of days.
What is left can’t be swept away.
To this world we are slight.
Always at the mercy of the moon at night.
Existence is up to nature.
You can’t hold off demise til later.
Count the rings running round your face.
You’ve only so long til it’s too late.
The leaves falling down as we try to understand.
And tears fall so simply, but the wind sweeps them away.
Misery grew with the rain that day.
Life runs out real quick, you grow up so fast.
Make each moment last.
You hold in your hands the innocence of days.
What is left can’t be swept away.
To this world we are slight.
Always at the mercy of the moon at night.
Existence is up to nature.
You can’t hold off demise til later.
Count the rings running round your face.
You’ve only so long til it’s too late.
This is for the fotoFriday Anniversary contest entry. We were given three pictures to choose from to write about
open poem to [link]
open poem to [link]
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I like how you use the environment, like wind rain and the moon in your poem to paint an image of what you're writing. This poem was really a cathartic moment.
I envy you...lol
I envy you...lol