Daily Archives: October 11, 2014
a year
a year has slipped past since last I saw your face a year of good times and bad a year when I cherished a few moments of joy and endured many months deeply sad a year when you smiled and … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged a year, empty and cold, good times and bad, growing old, moments of joy, moon beams, passage of time, poem, poetry, the darkness grows black, the sun slleps
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