Waters
Waters rolling incessantly
through mountainsides
like morning dew,
Storm winds taking over
life's days;
non realizing moments
of dread
as night-fall crept
upon the horizon.
One day at a time
life continued it's course
sunrise, once again
came about;
Yet, waters still rolled
through the mountainsides.
Copyright © Tanya Campos-Gracia | Year Posted 2015
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