The Vanished
Quant sparked moments
Are for all time
Short moments of brilliance
Flash onto dark times
Scraggly twigs engulfed
By the fire
Only ashes left behind
Carbon for eternity
Fuel for the souls of life
That flourish in the light
Ever grateful that at crossroads
You remind us of the night.
(c)Jeanmarie
Wednesday, December 01, 2010 (home)
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