Daily Snippits: Poetry/Songs

There is something in the echoes of the years that slipped away
A shadow of a memory that can’t be made to stay
No matter what I try to do
Like dreams it fades away

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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