Philip Vincent Sanders

Rookie - 0 Points (29/08/1953 / Birmingham, England)

Evening On The Doorstep - Poem by Philip Vincent Sanders

Sitting on the doorstep
Watching clouds go by
All the changing patterns
High up in the sky
Sunlight fading gently
Slowly in the west
Jet trails spreading lazily
Miles above the rest
I wonder where they’re going
I wonder where they’ve been
Magic destinations
Ever changing scene
Just like all the patterns
We weave within our life
Never know our destiny……
Comforting …. or strife

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 11, 2005

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