David Hawranek

(Paradise Valley, Arizona)

On The Road - Poem by David Hawranek

And the time moves slowly on
scrolling out like the mist from the river
never knowing, asking, or caring
The ways of the world a mystery
not to be pondered
or understood
by beasts like you or I
Misty waters hide the pain
they flow over the soul and into the brain
They help you to try
again and again


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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