This was written by my dear friend Dona Lou Pearson, a teacher in Arkansas. Her poems always touch my heart. I am always able to relate to what her words convey. - poetheart
Another Spring
Another Fall
Upon the heels of Summer gone
And Winter settles in my bones
And chills me down deep in my heart
The Hourglass, once filled with hope
Now empties fast into the Past
Insistently now ticks the Clock
Incessant hands go round and round
The Sun comes up and falls back down
My life, the Moon, both on the wane
When Death knocks at my door at last,
He enters, an unwelcome Guest,
And brings with him uncertain Rest
by Dona Lou Pearson
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