Kismet
The storms of many years passed by
and blew away the dreams of yesterday
Could I have known?
Things I once owned
somewhere, some time
were never mine.
Life's battles lost or won,
life must go on.
When words are lost
and thoughts are slow,
time passes by
to grant sanctuary
against a winter sky.
Copyright © Hilde Bird | Year Posted 2007
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