AT THE RIVERS EDGE
Through the ages
looking
searching
so many faces
unfamaliar
then standing
at the rivers
edge
I caught a
glimpse of the
face forever
haunting my
dreams
lying in wait
unclaimed
a face more
dainty than a
doll
so defined
reaching across
the expanse
of time
extending my
hand to touch
the skies suddenly
darkened
elements wept
promises written
with tears remain
copyright heather burns
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