Rumination December 2,2009 Poem by Fred Babbin

Rumination December 2,2009

Rating: 4.0


Time of memory
Memory of time
Remember everything,
Remember nothing?
I alone fly,
I alone make music
In my dream
The noisey waves hit my shore
The nosey waves wash my shoreline
The wet sand is wet – it will dry
Will I be – I will be

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