Broken Promises

johnallenrichter

Promises.
Drifting down.
Wind.
Tall grasses.
Waving softly.
Slow caress.
Tan to brown to green.
Waving softly in the wind.
Grass crowns bending.
Falling.
Seeds and promises.
Falling.
Lost into the earth.
Seeds will find their way.
Another grass.
Another wind.
Another wave.
Next year’s rave.
But promises,
are lost forever.
Grasses waving
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.

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© 2014 John Allen Richter
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About johnallenrichter

I am an aspiring Poet and adorer of life, a conqueror of nothing. However I am a champion curator of truth and friendship and hold both of those things most dearly to my heart. Welcome to my mind's eye. I hope you will enjoy what you may find and please know that you have a friend here. View all posts by johnallenrichter

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