Pamela Caswell's Writing Collection
Poems, Short Stories and Misc. Writings.
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Reverberates
Too late now to return that skipped
rock to the shore.
It reverberates in the murky water
circling out over
and over until it’s memory is left -
Faint.
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