Feelings of Nostalgia

The soft breeze whispered in a barely heard whiff. Emptiness enveloped the lovely old park Past life has been hard and now all are dead stiff. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as day became dark. Emptiness enveloped the lovely old park All six played around the opposing benches Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as day became dark. Young girls dreamed of becoming famous wenches All six played around the opposing benches Memories tumbled haphazardly in mind. Young girls dreamed of becoming famous wenches Knew instinctively we were loving and kind Memories tumbled haphazardly in mind. Not easy to forget those difficult years Knew instinctively we were loving and kind Recall all we said echoing in my ears Not easy to forget those difficult years Life had its plans for us as each departed Recall all we said echoing in my ears The lonely park we became broken-hearted Life had its plans for us as each departed Past life has been hard and now all are dead stiff. The lonely park we became broken-hearted The soft breeze whispered in a barely heard whiff. FICTION