Just One More ChanceA Poem by MarkEver want to be young again with the mind and heart you have now?I pour a cup of borrowed time into the hour glass. Once I gulped from an ocean but now I sip from the pond. Too many concentric rings and the banks got wet. Too many pilgrims and not enough sandals. Where did the sand go? Somewhere is a beach filled with the granular memories of what has been. I push against the tide wanting to go back, to know what I know and to live again. I need a do-over.
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Added on February 14, 2014Last Updated on February 14, 2014 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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