The Laundry Date: Saturday, 5th April 2014 @ 10:57:19 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: jyssvw22 Like memories of yesterday footsteps lead down a path less taken weaving a trail of turns and brush scorching suns burn the sand waves crash into cliffs with rage pounding away the sediment caves shaping scenery by force taking hold then letting go taking hold then letting go the repetitive cycle spins its wheels kicks up dust when all hope is lost ___ _ This poem is Copyright © jyssvw22 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=178105