Only a Spec

January 11, 2008
By Anthony Nicastro, Lompoc, CA

As I walked across this field of green

I saw the sun set

And the moon take its place

I saw an old man Mourning

And I saw a child take his place

I laid in this field of green

Whispering to an Unknowing audience

"One day I will be a spec of Gray

In this field of green."

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