Thrown away like toasted crust
Blown away like a speck of dust.
Every effort that turned to rust
Ebbed away my dreams and trust.
A sudden breeze that gave flight
Floating away like a feather so light
A silver line that caught my sight
Hopes renewed my dreams so bright.
Picked up the pieces from the ground below
Strived through the desert and snow
Harvesting the seeds, I need to sow
Extending my roots to grow.
Sentimental Journeys 
Leave a comment