We are not the same people, you know
days, weeks, months go by, with millions of breaths
to each moment lived, I place a wreath
We may forget, but we reap what we sow
days, weeks, months go by, with millions of breaths
Etched on life – purify me like never before
We may forget, but we reap what we sow
We reach where we were destined to be
Etched on life – purify me like never before
We are not the same people, you know
We reach where we were destined to be
to each moment lived, I place a wreath
Last Christmas – Challenge #172
Creative Experiments and More 
This is very beautiful, Ma’am. It’s a song I’d like to hum. 🙂
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Thank you so much!
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You are welcome, Ma’am. 🙂
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Things can really change over time, but your beautiful poetry still remains with us. Thanks Reena.
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Thank you, Jim! That’s a nice compliment!
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older
bolder
colder
knock of my old block
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