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
penned in moon dust 