Lines

Lines in the sand,
arbitrarily drawn;
you are here.


Lines in a face,
describing a life;
worried etchings.


Lines for bread,
necessity’s calling;
separate, not equal


Lines of poetry,
quiet reflection;
heart on my sleeve.

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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