At the lakeside we were so young
At the lakeside we were so proud
Holding each other and thought
Everything would fade but
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I think this is for your sister if so then lovely tribute to her -10 anjali
A tenderhearted poem about love and youth and loneliness. Your expression is most original, Marton and your images unusual and well worth a second reading. In particular I liked: '... and the ancient trees we headed to Were full of whispers and cruel with kisses'. There is an undercurrent of darkness in the poem which lingers. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥