Without a Trace

How I need to vegetate
Not to care ‘bout being late
Nor about painting my face       
So I won’t be a disgrace

How I need to quiet lie
And let others bustle by
I must slow the hands of time
Clean away the filthy grime

Oh, how much I need to….BE
And to get in touch with ME
Not that person in control
But the one who has a soul

How I need to just be still
‘Fore I lie beneath some hill
I need to slow down the pace
And to hide without a trace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Lamoureux Avatar
September 25, 2014 at 10:19 AM
I hope you are being refreshed Eileen. In the mean time I will mine for diamonds among your older writes.
Smith Avatar
August 10, 2014 at 11:01 PM
Love how you need to BE and get in touch with ME.....I love to see wonderful poets, such as yourself, older works and see how much they have grown....hugs Tim
Manassian Avatar
August 10, 2014 at 11:11 PM
Tim, visiting my older works shows something important to me. Thanks for taking the time to do that. I remember way back when...you once posted that you'd catch up on my older works while on the train to work. ;) It's taken a while to fulfill that promise. Thanks for showing up. Hugs
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