The Story of Dust
The Story of Dust
Dust to Dust, to Dust Again
Where Do I Begin
And no End, no End
No End to Dust in the Wind
More Dust in the Wind
And That
Is the Story of Dust
My Friend
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yes yes yes
to DUST
Thank you for yes, yes, yes!
so enjoy the repetition and the rhyme
thanks, thanks, thanks!
LOL
🙂 indeed..thanks!
Your rhymes lighten the message.
🙂
the comment below was meant for you…..I missed the mark…
so true–the dust remains a plague with no cure–it was my only choice…:-)
Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
reminds me of my rust
and how i must
not distrust myself
when i talk turkey with me
walk over to the dust infest shelf
and write myself a promise . . . or a poem
i love your poem Ann, you help me to take myself lightly, marshmallowly xoxoxo
Thank you Darlene! Sometime “Marshmallowly” is the way to go.