At a Time

9-22-22

We were the same
By the wall I’d stare
We prayed for rain
You grew, I was aware

Soft, delicate, perfect
Slipping away, I denied
You danced, a promise kept
Rain washed me away, I died

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Craig Krause

Craig Krause

A person with an incredible future who often lives in and revisits the past

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