Those Lost Souls

Those Lost Souls

A Poem by Tracie Skarbo

 

Ripe souls
March
Through fields
Of yesterday…
 
Forgotten lives
Live through
Dark scenes
Of yesteryear…
 
Forgotten is
The love
The laughter
Of life before…

© 2009 Tracie Skarbo


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Added on November 2, 2009
Last Updated on December 16, 2009

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Tracie Skarbo
Tracie Skarbo

Canada



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