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FADING INTO YESTERDAY

Sitting still on a hill

not a sound is heard

silence surrounding 

Reflections in a stain

glass window

etched in the frosted

facade

your image fades into

yesterday

Roses in the garden wilts

sufffering for a drink of

water

the gardner is not present

to attend them

with a tearful eye

they fade into yesterday. 

copyright heather burns