The Past 3

One Of My Old Writings

foot steps in the snow
start to fade one late night
as i begin to disappear
in a white blur
forgotten lines
cars race by
head lights flash
and life goes on
as i fade away in the haze
forgotten, lost, old memories        

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A peaceful silence create by your poem. I like the feel and loneliness in your words. A excellent poem.
Coyote