A gentle soul
A gentle soul we remember well
Never a bad word said on which to dwell
As the years go by memories are made
And we recall them now as they cascade
Our lives intertwine and sometimes move on
As part of own life’s endless song
Then there comes a time to say a goodbye bow
So hail and farewell but only for now.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2022
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