Poem -
TRACES OF A PAST
Traces of a past of battles fought...
Mountains all around where traces of life from long ago and curses are real...
When the ground is clear you can find traces of bones the harsh winter before has left behind...
The mountains with their snowcaps remain through most of summer...
There is beauty all around...
Times where the mountains look pink, blue, purple, black and grays...
The tops of them covered in white...
The Old West where people had to fight to survive...
Traces of a past that will never be forgot...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
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Great write dear Poetess Sparrowsong, thanks for sharing, my applause, my vote, I like the below lines
Love & Hugs
Willy
Sparrow
I know exactly what you mean the colors at times makes me wonder if are savior is not close at hand
sometimes more then others. God bless and i hope those colors keep you safe always
HUGS
RICK
Hello Willy...
Thank you very much!
Your encouragement means alot...
Hugs...
sparrowsong
Hello Rick...
I have been to places alone here walking and exploring...
Sometimes, I have had a stick...
So far I have never had to use it...
I've never had any food with me...
Maybe that's why I haven't run into a bear yet...
I know our Savior's presence is all around...
All the time...
Everywhere!
Thank you for the comment...
Hugs...
sparrowsong