Case In Point
Cry not for love
Fore Love
Is the greatest
Of all thing's
Be not of despair
-Fore-
The Heart withers' not
Less it be incomplete
With all the completeness
-Of-
An empty Heart
Fear not it's memory
-Fore-
What ever is lost in thought
Can only be recaptured
Threw the imagination
What ever is of the mind
And Heart
Shall never be forgotten
By time
But shaped by circumstance
GF
Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2011
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