Reminiscing
I reminisce, I miss
the way we used to kiss;
but now she's turned to ice.
Ah well it was so nice...
*this form is rhyme - as the rules said it was free form (any form accepted), but the site will only permit free verse...
written 1st April for James' I reminisce contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2021
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