[untitled]A Poem by waywithwordsthoughts and feelingsVision Of Time.
Eyes are windows to my soul.
Mine eyes have seen through
my child like years.
The laughter, the sadness of
my older years still reflect
from my inner soul.
I have loved and lost and
been enriched by all its torment.
These loves of my life pound
my heart beat.
The sea within me battles the
lining within, calmness comes and
storms rage and whip up every once in a while. It will never cease.
Only another new beginning of my own
cycle of living life. My spirit will not be broken, only enriched with the sand of time.
© 2008 waywithwordsAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 27, 2008 AuthorwaywithwordsUnited KingdomAboutI am a mother, grandmother and a great grandmother and I am nearly sixty four years old. I should say young because at this time I still feel that way and feel lucky that my health and energy is still.. more..Writing
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