TimeA Poem by Kelly ScheppersTime
Our youth is the
wind summering through
the willow. We are the seeds
the dandelion blows. The very breath of
God is within our nostrils beseeching us to
embrace …time. © 2016 Kelly ScheppersReviews
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StatsAuthorKelly ScheppersSan Diego, CAAboutI was never a pearl kind of girl... always wore jeans with holes in the knees. more..Writing
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