Memories

 

Gentle rain upon my brow,

Mix with my tears that flow.

Images of the past I see,

Memories from long ago.

 

Laughter, tears we shared it all,

‘Neath the trees of autumn leaves.

Summer walks and quiet talks.

So long ago these memories.

 

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