Cold And Gray Is The Stone

Nothing is lost Cindy....like every leaf that falls, like every grain of sand.....

beautiful poem ..... although sad

Nothing is lost Cindy...... everthing is numbered like every leaf that falls , like every grain of sand........

Barry

Great poem!
The repetition of *Cold and gray is the stone*
really gave this poem a nice flow...

great job..

.:HammY:.

Cindy,my dear another heart rendering poem.5/5.An insight to your soul.Great work.Take care.

When you know a poem has been written from the bottom of someones heart you feel it in your heart too. You are a person who represents strength in their poetry and clearly as a person. I hope you never lose that.

Take Care.