poem, poetry, Uncategorized

visions of yesterday


she gazes into the water
as it whirls around and around
transfixed by the swirling motion
she picks up her grandmothers
delicate victorian glass bottle
and carefully dips it
into the crystal clear water
and watches in amazement
as the dirt and grime
is washed away
the image of a young girl
appears in the clean glass
smiles back at her
and says
i love you, my grand daughter

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The Autistic FellRunner

I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site.

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