It was a small New England town.
Tiny streets summer homes, and soft
sounds of waves whispered to me.
From my bed room window I could
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the last lines really make this a heartbreaker for me. Strange what moves people
A touching, poignant poem-some memories still hurt-we want them and we want them to go away-a compassionate write-a 10- hope you will read my'Belated Thanks'-also hope this goes through Joe