a circle that cannot be broken
a breath with the hint of a sigh
a sentence that cannot be spoken
a question that has no reply
a straw that is steadily sinking
a hope that is fading away
an eye that is constantly blinking
a dawn that will never be day
a life that is clouded with sorrow
a flower that dies in the sun
a yesterday but no tomorrow
a race that can never be run
a heart that will always be waiting
a cool breeze that blows and is still
a string that has ceased its vibrating
and a shadow on top of a hill
Yvonne J Day 1977
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