Windows In Time

Dec 9

Windows in time they are broken

With words that are never spoken

Cracked in the grim cold night air

By memories that are no longer there

Trees blowing in a still-dead wind

From a heart that will never mend

Broken by a ghost from the past

Guess some loves they do not last

I look, and I always seem to find

They watch me through windows in time

I was born in Mississippi and now live in Texas. I have been writing since I was 14 years old. I write poetry and short stories.

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