The metal black stove
Cooled by nights decay
Forever dads first task
This cottage day reanaiscance
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fragments will remain fragments of thoughts, of loved ones gone they leave behind what is still remembered and that is what we cling to. i like this poem
Superb write..well penned and words flowing like something erupted from the mind.Amazing and swashbuckling write Sir..
This brought back many memories for me.. Thanks.Try Wild Flowers Live On