Time heals wounds, busy trying to
find.
Engaged in the things of stomach,
Then,
You crossed my mind…
Like a
desert wind, across sand dunes
The heat in
mind, swayed into coolness.
I came down,
Then,
Remembered
your wisdom, altruism sank through,
Aware, your
angel was with mine, guiding somehow,
Then, I whispered,
"You will always be my best
teacher.”
M.O.O aka
Carswell evoL
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