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"the Letter Shedded"
Cleaning my closet just the other day....
And their sat an old letter tattered and grey...
The memories swept back like a cool wind
from the window...
Should I read these words again or to the
shedder shall it go...
Human nature makes us want to feel the pain...
Why I will never know, but the fear is the gain..
For one last time I will tear for these broken dreams,
as my fingers shake and my body leans...
I skim through this letter and the words not kinder...
For a touch on my shoulder and sweet reminder...
The past is the past and for real love and trust, is the
lady beside me where our love is a must....
Copyright ©
Michael J. Falotico
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