Time will Weave Her Mysterious Web
And Walk in Shadow as well as Rhyme,
Words will Linger long after Spoken,
Like the Echoing Ring of Crystal Chimes,
Memory Walks Upon Forsaken Paths,
Whispering of Days, Lost and Forgotten,
Colours Fade like Autumnโs Ebb,
Like Promises, Sadly Misbegotten.
Withering Road, Once Daily Trodden,
Overgrown and Under Used,
Purpose Poisoned by Apathy,
Forever, Woefully Abused.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found at: whimsical-nostalgia.tumblr.com
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Beautiful photo and amazing words Morgan.๐
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Nice. The poem and the pic.
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Beautiful, Morgan. The RR tracks appear to be forlorn amidst the fall setting. Oh, but I would love to walk along them.
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I would as well. Beautiful Picture, In spite of the direction those tracks took me ๐
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