A bit of hair, tied with string…
Silver ring she used to wear…
Scratched and fading photograph…
Reminders…
The scent of jasmine…
Warm salt air…
Sea breeze whispers in the palms…
Reminders…
House is gone…, land is bare…
Nothing left at all to see
That they ever lived, were there
All that’s left…
What’s in the past…
Is in my heart, the love I kept…
Reminders.
Thank you, Bobbie. You don’t have to use a lot of words to say the nicest things.
Paul
Beautiful……………..*sigh*