Old To New
by Michael J Falotico
I reach out to hug..
only air is what I touch..
so I kiss the sky..
embracing lost love..
my hands met with only cold..
just a breeze and me..
lingering hope spills..
an old picture put away..
frame now new again..
new buds have formed..
all the colors lick the sun..
today we stand tall..
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2011
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