Speak to me
Of days gone by
When we would walk the fields
Gone are the days
When we roamed free
In a state of peace and tranquility
What have we now -
It is but a jail
In the battlefield called Earth
Onward we go
Battling each day
Trying to preserve our sanity.
The terror slices
At my very core
I need to know it is not in vain.
PT April 2007
Photograph courtesy Stuart Thomson
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2 comments:
Hi Pam, this is just a quick note to say thank you for being the first to follow my blog. I’ve read some of your poetry and verse, and what can I say? U have a fan!!! --- I will check in often for updates. I’m also on facebook, and will be making contact with u shortly.
Take care
Welcome on board....I came across your site by absolute chance and found your articles and writing very interesting. FT
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