William D. Borgen

Gone Before

Poem by William D. Borgen

Walking across the frozen lake at dusk,
My tracks meet with other souls
Who have gone before.

To never know who they where,
Their joys, their sorrows,
Saddens my heart

But that's OK.
It doesn't really matter...

For all the tracks, the snow,
The lake ice itself,
Will be gone in the Spring.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 26, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 26, 2005