Before I was ready

by Dawn M Williams

The world passed as if in a haze.
I glanced about,
The colors swirled
And foamed at athe edges;
Pictures over a flame,
Crumpled and blurry,
Slowly burning to ash.
My days passed in a whirlwind;
Colors on a pinwheel.
My life passed before I was ready to Expire;
A candle snuffed by the passing wind.


Posted on 03/03/2002
Copyright © 2020 Dawn M Williams

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