Saturday, February 9, 2008

travel


my heavy feet treds
my pace follows a rhythm
the ticking of the clock
tells me that time
scales my every memory and doing of past,present,future
search my mind
remininscence of sweet rough moments
engraved
friends have come my way
names written on the wall
my light feet treds
my pace follows a rhythm
the summer joy has burst
fun,bliss,happiness
my burden feet treds
my pace follows a rhythm
the winter cold has descend
silence,tears,sadness

the spring life will come
hope,faith,salvation

seasons



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