The fields in rows orderly and clear ready for the water that will not come a season of rest stretches to dust over years and all is lost beneath that unforgiving star - Caroline A. Slee
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Time Forgot #wwwblogs
The dawn will find me Drawn down the dividing line Fields lying to either side Abundant or fallow or aflame This journey comes Like a pilgrimage A prayer to create better To find doors That are ready to be opened And it is all false: The dreams and prayers The hopes for more when time … Continue reading Time Forgot #wwwblogs