A Walk In the Park
With a heavy heart and laden feet
I step again into a domain where nature
perennially is in a state of spring,
But there’s fall in my world and gloom
For I had once walked hand-in-hand
this very path with my love in bloom
And had woven some fond memories on
this park bench which now sits forlorn.
Abdul Malik, 08/31/15
Sense of Touch contest by nette onclaud
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