Time PassesA Poem by MCSRake through the dirt look for signs of time oxidized pennies plastic army men Coca-cola caps animal bones dust the dirt off your fingers feel it under your finger nails close your eyes feel those who have passed here © 2013 MCS |
StatsAuthorMCSToronto, (GTA), CanadaAboutFor me writing, painting and photography are the best ways to talk without ever being interrupted. Poetry: the best words in the best order © 2024, M.C.S. - all rights reserved more..Writing
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