''Found''

Sculpted in time,lay the row of stone.
Lost and silent,their presence unknown.
Breeze the leaves set over a past.
Memories of solace found at last.
Free to dream,a dream so free.
These stones of silence now speak to me.
Fields of plenty,the secrets you keep.
Stumbling stones,I stand complete.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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