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STANDING STILL
Almost motionless, As the passing buses erase the wrinkles in my face And the gloom that covered my eyes But not the dreams.
The heroes of long ago stood gazing And the fortress of freedom envelopes The aura of a lost soul But not a lost dream.
And the winds continue to bring chill Crawling into the shoulder of an old jacket And the closed fist inside the pocket Bringing ice to the rosary and the coins But not to the spirit.
Standing still On a breezy afternoon Looking for the sunset And the memories.
November 8, 2006 |
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