Ashes Poem by Blanche Hardin

Ashes



There Stood A Man,
Covered In Grey.
He Held Out His Hand,
But Had Nothing To Say.
I Knew My Task,
So I Didnt Ask. 
As We Both Faded Into The Darkness That Never Seemed To Stop,
I Felt My Heartbeat Slowly Begin To Drop.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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