A dry leaf scrapes.
You have no memory of that day.
And I am somewhere in between
Now,
And the day we gathered leaves.
I feel I have aged,
Perhaps inside,
And what joins us now is vague...
Is it stone floors,
Dry leaves,
Or the bitter years it took to realize
You have no memory of that day.
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Same here !
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great photo :) keep going .. upvoted and follow :)
thanks
can u upvote me please it will help me alot :)
it would in the short run, but not in the long run
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nice poem about passing of time . At least this is my understanding of it.
thanks, @sstefan - yes, it gives you an unique perspective
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Pithy, poignant, and to the point! Excellent poem @johnjgeddes:-)
thank you, @presentminded
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well done @johngeddes.. keep it up. 👍..
So deep, I felt like drowning. This is really a cool one, sad but flawless. Short and yet complete. I loved every single verse. :)) Very beautiful poem @johnjgeddes like always. ^^ desu~
thanks for your thoughtful response. @littlerph
You are very welcome! ^^
I admire your mastery in capturing a mood or feeling so well, even when I am unable to name said feeling. Superb. :)
thanks, Tina :)
Wow !
Beautiful lines !!
thanks :)
Welcome my friend !