As I sit in the evening. The moon
brightly shining. A warm breeze
gently blowing. Blowing memories
of someone...
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Renewal of old conversations leads to a beautiful poem. Conversation has to be continued another time. Thank you.
the tides that bound friendship is so great? memories upon memories. love it.
Memories of friends we have not seen in a while can really make us smile, and want to make more memories. A great poem.
This is a unique and intelligent work..I tip my hat! !