Golden Sands

Golden sands travelled
Yesterday
Rose in the winds
They blew two
Thousand miles
Three
Thousand kilometers
From the Sahara desert to Switzerland
Floating so many on the wind
They turned the skies
Gold
A shade of yellow
Like a summer storm
Before the lightening
Rose
Saved in a little jar
Reminiscing, love
Of a trip
A token returned
Still here
Forty years
Her teenage years
When the snow turned gold
Yesterday