All Washed Away and Forgotten

 All Washed Away and Forgotten

Each day is a new dream made real
by a world that lives tight against us

and will not let us go until it is tired
then it will drop us easily down

as if we are no more than a dead leaf
falling from a tree towards the river
of time that rolls on towards the sea

of everything that has fallen down
then washed away, forgotten.

Published by David Hadley

A Bloke. Occasionally points at ducks.

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