Pass Poem by Kelsey Wallace
Pass
the silence shook the meadow
the breath of fallen leaves
the echoes of lost travelers
not yet finding there way back home
the sight of sorrowful nature
the snow that gently falls
the stream thats lost its lover
the rocks dancing on deserted roads
as the wind sings in your hair
the rain falls so deep
the earth awakening with the tide
oh my, what a beautiful sight
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