In the Desert
I
wandered
restlessly
in the desert
as the sands of time
blistered my weary feet.
Then as the sun bled crimson
and night’s coolness washed over me,
I awoke! Again, that damn Sandman
had snatched slumber’s deepest comfort from me.
Written by 9/15/2014 by Andrea Dietrich
for nette onclaud's "In the Desert" Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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