Saturday, July 16, 2011

When You're Gone.

Places and objects can bring back memories of other times.

Sometimes a view or a piece of furniture or a piece of music can hold many memories.

In this poem, sitting on a park bench brings back cherished memories. Tempered and strained by the fact that the loved one is gone. Never to share the place again.


To Read When You're Gone  CLICK HERE!

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