Memories
Memories
Some days we walk alone,even if others are about.
Thoughts sailing through our heads.
People we've known ,things we've done,
happy or sad.
They rush in clouding memories of other days.
It's great to remember times gone by, as long as we
we leave room to let new blessings enter in.
Anne Rutherford
Copyright 2008
Poems From The
Heart Series .
Copyright © Anne Rutherford | Year Posted 2012
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