Let the wind carry themA Poem by Stu. T.H.
Fragmented memories, glass panes of a beautiful past,
As all beauties in the world, they too, won't last, As they drift away from my grasp, I heard myself crying, But for some reason, in disheartening tears, I was smiling. - Stu. T.H. (December 14, 2023) © 2023 Stu. T.H. |
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