Precious Times--
time is precious
as I clasp my hands and weep
your memory is my only companion
as we walk in the deep
each passing day tortures the soul
sadly Goodbye, my love
for the anguish eats away
but I don't want to live
without your memories
4/30/19
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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