Flowers, the summer sun fades by Keith D Allison The aluminum horse wait to taste the mountain trail To feel the breeze of the afternoon. the mind drifts on the Internet currents hoping for a moment of muse Are the days of wonder, of butterflies, the awkward moments from the cocoon, ALL past is there no song to sing, silence, a moment to share. An e-mail no whit no charm just a quiet breeze, hi, how are you, and I'll be gone a wind a lonely wind am I 08/07/2010 Posted on 08/07/2010 Copyright © 2026 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Joe Cramer on 08/08/10 at 02:23 AM ... excellent..... Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)