Poems

Your Mark On My World

 

 

standing in line
waiting to be picked
both young and old

for all the green
slowly seeps
stolen by mountains mighty

and they are left wondering
what will be left
behind

 

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Written for Jeremy’s Weekend Medley in response to the photo prompt. I’ve been thinking about how we leave our mark on the world, what we leave behind when we leave it.

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