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.
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Saturday, July 16, 2011
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