Snowball
Snowball
Memories are the dreams of aging years
warming hearts by their nostalgic glow
tons of smiles, momentary tears
all the good times we did know
you view a vista bright
bold open window
call it hindsight
life says, “No
you can’t
go.”
3/18/18
A MELTING SNOWBALL
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Copyright © Janis Thompson | Year Posted 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment