Fred Weaver III
Come With Me - Poem by Fred Weaver III
Come with me if you can,
On land, sea bed or sand.
Come with me if you will,
To that all sanguine hard sliding hand.
Let us come together
Blow each other apart,
And like snowflakes, drift slowly back
From Venus to earth
Melt and flow apart.
Let's come together
Forever and soar with the universe,
In one continuous
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