Monday, June 21, 2010

Distant chords of memories (short poem #17)

The Distant chords of memories
of things left unsaid
and things needed to be healed
how I need to hold you in my arms
and be strong until the day comes
when I am with my painting
and we remember all those times
we went ice skating
Oh how my heart is
seriously breaking.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

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