Brea

Brea

A Poem by JoJo Hallows

The sight of not moving; still.
All the colors pale; pastels of red, yellow, purple and blue.
A beautiful fog that once was you.

Young one, you rushed so fast; no one saw you say goodbye.
Do we wait for you here or find you on the other side?

© 2013 JoJo Hallows


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Added on July 12, 2013
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