Through the Dust
She drew her finger slowly through the dust
The dust of all those years and yesterdays
Tears in submission to times gone by
Echoes of laughter came tumbling back
The dust of all those years and yesterdays
Wrapped now in the cloak of memories
Echoes of laughter came tumbling back
Searching for her childhood in this room
Wrapped now in the cloak of memories
Tears in submission to time gone by
Searching for her childhood in this room
She drew her finger slowly through the dust
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015
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