Memory

the memory
gone before I grasp it
april rain

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Ričardas said…
some spring dust needs to be washed away to see the new colors...
April 25, 2008 at 12:09 PM
Beatrice V said…
Your verses resonate and echo within; they linger, evoking beauty and pain. But new blooms are on the way, for sure, as season follows season.
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April 28, 2008 at 5:09 PM
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