Dust

by Esha Montgomery, posted in creative writing, day, dusk, Esha Montgomery, grow, never, old, one, poem, rust, short poem, special, sun, us
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Dust

We’re here one day

And gone the next

Like particles of dust

Being blown around

From sunrise to dusk

We grow old but never rust

That’s the special thing about us

 

Love always, Esha ❤

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