Parched and Dusty Leaves
True friends need not walk on tip toes
Hoping you’ll catch the wind
Massaging so gently the ego
Has got to be a sin
The unclear paths lead to nowhere
Lost in a hopeless recall
While vacant eyes in wonder, stare
Leaves, all parched and dusty fall
~*~
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