Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Remember

Your favorite kind of season, I'll never forget
Flowers that you love, I'll always have that moment
Love in the air, where I once sat
The river rushing by as we were talking like we never met
The tree is still there, with our initials inside
Here I stand, why did I have to say goodbye

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Absolutely love this poem!! This was my inspiration for a poem that I wrote and posted, also where did you get your ideas?