i am old ink fading
on paper browned
save a prayer
to send on the wind
after me for
when i am gone
fade
4 responses to “fade”
And we are all lost.
Perhaps, one day, many centuries from now, when there is calm, our voices will meet on the breeze.
Great piece, MichaelThank you for the poetry of your respons and for your praise, Chris. 🙏🏼
Lovely!
Thank you!
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