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Houses Filled With Sand

When families gathered ‘round their table Thought their town would never be gone But when life became unbearable They just shut it down and then moved on. The people left, their hearts were broken Their empty houses spread on the land Windows broken, and doors left open, Slowly filling with nothing but sand. So when your heart seems to be broken Don’t let the sands of loneliness win Vow to keep your heart and soul open To let the healing and love to come in.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/26/2016 5:05:00 PM
Betty ,this is happening in too many counties around the world with all wars going on . Great poem with a lot of depth. Anne
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