SandyA Poem by featherstoflightI’ve been making impressions in the sand Wind blows; the memories go I say, I’m stuck in my daydream My mornings are mourning from the days before Sun sets and I’m wet; left cold and damp again My mind, my mind wont give me love Give a little time to see how I could turn myself around I’ve been building in the sand way to long Give me land; give me land I’ve been making impressions in the sand Wind blows; the memory goes Now I don’t really know; a knowing low © 2013 featherstoflightReviews
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StatsAuthorfeatherstoflightChicago, ILAboutTo the point. I love when something is straight to the point and it has the impact of a thousand words. http://yomandy.tumblr.com/ more..Writing
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