Some memories
Stop to grieve
In the barley fields
Of autumn heaves
Stop to grieve
In the barley fields
Of autumn heaves
Some dreams
Stand hushed,
stilled,
In the land of
twilight
Unfulfilled
Some stars
Pause in space
Mulling over,
To birth or to
break
In hopes of
another day
Their spark
still aglow
Fighting to
hold on
Fighting to
let go
MS
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