Cinquain Throught Out The Ages
H Heather Burns
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The
ages blow
away past winds
dreams die like falling
stars.
I
am ever
catching your name
in the winds of
time.
Your
name refreshes
my heart beat
longing to have it
near.
You
are like
a misty day
lying softly in my
arms.
Your
lovely aura
long golden hair
falling gently upon my
chest.
The winds weep
whispering your name
lingering through out the
ages.
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