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I am posting these few writings of my mother in order pay tribute to a woman of strength who endured the hardest of times always with hope and self pride
Writings of Sarah Jane Watson.....posted by Tom Watson
Time Traveler
Footprints at the dawn of time
Wandering aimlessly in primeval slime.
Then, as if drawn by an unseen force,
Taking a more determined course.
The whitened bones of the unwary beast
show where the traveler stopped to feast.
As the trail leads out of the shadows of dawn
We see by the hazy morning sun
The skull of a brother and broken spear,
And the footprints hurrying on from there.
Soon, marking the path the traveler has trod;
Fire-blackened earth - blood reddened sod.
The trail now speeds relentlessly into noon day sun,
Only to falter occasionally by a well used gun.
The trail is cluttered more and more
With signs of destruction and bones and gore.
Yet ever onward it goes at maddening pace
To meet destiny at a horrible place,
Where the sun sets on fire-scorched lands,
Where the footprints end on eternity’s sands.
Footprints at the setting of time
Wander aimlessly in primeval slime . . . .
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