Sands Of Time #life #hospice #poetry

I draw an endless line

I’ve forgotten where’s the start

fingers know the texture

lines drawn upon my heart

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countless beyond measure

the sands beneath my feet

a child’s toes remember

sea memories so deep

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I’ve drawn an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

at times I’ve lost all hope

those lines have etched my heart

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a hand full of grains

unbidden do they fall

a place to return to

changeless after all

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I’ve drawn an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

dreams to the four winds

poetry is my heart

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today I sketch a new life

the dawn is just ahead

new hope in the making

the sand my faithful friend

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I draw an endless line

forgotten where’s the start

fingers know the texture

lines drawn upon my heart

A dear patient passed two years ago today. Hospice is a hard world. Each caregiver/nurse gives a piece of heart. Thankfully like the sand there are many pieces. Thank you for reading…

Images Sand Meet Wave copyright  2015 & Alone at Dawn copyright 2019

 

 

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