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Blown Away Alone in the dusk of my days I mourn the loss Of all I hold dear. Tis the end of what-was With no what-will-be to come Heart hardened Shattered Pierced by shards Too tired to staunch the flow All that I could have been Seeping in to the barren ground Drying to dust Winds of time Blow me away The empty shell of me carries on Mimicking what once was a life Blindly grasping At nothing but wisps Memories scattered in the breeze Until even my husk No longer remembers Who I might have become © 2012 Barbara Huffert |
