Years Upon Years Poem by David Pettus
Years Upon Years
I sleep in the bending arms of willow tree branches
In the dark peaceful ever still silver night
Where we are in gallows hanging by chances
The hidden ghost fog from human sight
I wake as air never to be seen
While I travel through seasons of life
For years upon years
Monday, April 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: wondering
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