Monday, 15 September 2014


Cascading years and fears
Downwards flows
Washing away the fears and tears
Washing away the wasted years
The rocking, rocking rocks
That has toppled, collapsed, tumbled
Your world
Tattered, battered, shattered
As you have slid and slided
Way down in the depths
Of despair
But down there in the despair
There is a light a shining
Shining so bright, maybe just a glimmer to you and I
But it is there within the tumbled weeds
The moss the stones, the grit and grime
That has gathered over time
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
1st April 2013

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