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Buried Under Yesterday's Snow
by Jane E PearceSeek the raging thief of time,
Track the cache where lost hours repent,
Open the curtain to show slain days,
Capture a picture of hours fast spent,
War fiercly to reclaim them all,
Or hold fast to memory's recall,
and know
years go
Buried under yesterday's snow.
03/26/2002 Posted on 03/26/2002
Copyright © 2024 Jane E Pearce
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 05/16/03 at 10:33 PM i really like the feelof this piece |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/16/03 at 11:37 PM yes, things get buried and forgotten. but once in a while they get unearthed and treasured once more. =) |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 06/04/17 at 01:03 AM Wonderful write for such a short piece lady. I've been buried under so much 'snow' that at times I could barely breath or felt so. Now as I quickly reach the end of it all I realize how much I've really missed because I've feared to take a chance or the person I did reach for was too fearful. And I've buried all but myself but I'm working to correct that! Take care and reach for what you really want/need!! g |
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