By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
One day while minding my own, I look down at the sand and a face appeared
Distinctive and personal this face was
But with a blow of the wind the face disappeared
Leaving me alone and deep in thought
As I sat there suffering from my loneliness another face appeared
Totally different from the other
Yawning to break free of its earthly prison
Changing faces with the turn of time
Mirroring the ways of life
As time goes so does the impression u leave in this world
However deep that impression
Makes it that much harder for time to blow it away
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