Her Depth of Despair

She returned to savor her childhood dreams
    the flowers by the brook, the trees by the stream

  She found a paved road, a boarded-up cabin
    her depth of despair, no developer imagines
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Goldsmith Avatar
March 7, 2023 at 12:17 PM
Life is filled with change. It can be hard to see. Have a wonderful day...............
Rodrigues Avatar
March 6, 2023 at 7:59 AM
Heartfelt, dear one ~
Buehler Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 10:54 PM
That's what the march of time often does! At least the memories stay the same. Great poem, Gershon. :)
Sands Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 1:45 PM
Very sad Gershon. Well written :)
Turner Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 10:15 AM
Nothing can stay the same forever. A little sad. . Have a great Sunday afternoon, GW.
Wolf Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 8:02 PM
Even the sun, moon, and stars come and go...
M  Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 4:46 AM
Ha similar to what l wrote about….progress, change and memories! Lovely B.B…..Debx
Wolf Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 7:59 PM
Great minds think alike, eh?!
George Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 2:43 AM
We feel extremely disappointed over the unexpected changes brought to the place where we spent our childhood. We reach there to recollect old memories, but the change blocks our imagination. Beautifully written Gershon
Wolf Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 7:58 PM
They say 'You can't go back.' Maybe they're right...
Rolland Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 12:23 AM
wonderful and emotionnal, thanks yann
Wolf Avatar
March 5, 2023 at 7:56 PM
Yann, thanks for your support! ~ Gershon
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