Fond Memories
FOND MEMORIES
My thoughts brown
Even though they’ve watered through a period
Of bloom
A period of greens
Not until when the final byes were said.
In my sofa I seek answers
Taking a cursory sweep down memory lane
When we sat laughed, danced and drank
Today all is but history
Save for the large frame on the wall
Telling me that you are very much with me.
In it I see your smiles,
Your feminine gait
So full of live
This is what keeps me alive
You will always remain part of my world.
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