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The Dinosaur

Hide, Scorched like gauze Moving slowely and surefooted A path no longer blazed yet Bridges behind still burn An opening, A thousand eyes turn to stare Fruitless in its search, Faces no longer there Disgruntled and aged Grown shorter in its decline The Dinosaur walks out of the forest, Onto the edge of time.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/28/2016 12:21:00 PM
confetti, enjoyed reading your poem, Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. XOX -- LINDA --
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Date: 9/9/2015 2:42:00 PM
Confetti, thank you for sharing. A pleasure to read... SKAT
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Date: 1/27/2013 12:13:00 PM
Lovely write!
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