All Around Me Is Sinking SandA Poem by Cherriefeeling hopless, I got the idea from a commericalDay
without rest, night without end. Heart
without pleasure, hope without friend. I reach to my rock but only find sand. I reach
to the sun for warmth and good measure but my lips are now cracked, with no cup for my plea. I long for a tear but I'm dry as can be. My feet give way my
weight I cannot bear. For all
around me is sinking sand, © 2017 CherrieAuthor's Note
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