Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Stability In Granite
The words carved into the old
Stone, bordered with moss,
Weather worn words, in the
Shadow, record an ancient loss,
Memories on a rock, which
Will not crumble or rotten,
Which will not tumble down
Into the dust of the forgotten...
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