So Long Ago Comments

ok, I now see 129 listed. “A disquieting sensation sat upon my heart, That she had lived in solitude Within the shadow of the shatter Of her dreams. There is no separation between the soul And its deep pain, except the grand sweep Of passing time, which does not erase But, only softens sorrow.” some nice alliterations, above. ssssssses galore! you old softie! if she had had television, internet, and a microwave oven, they might have done a better job of softening the sorrow. bri :) maybe not. “

very nice poem ////////////

Softness of sorrows sweeps the memory. Very amazing sharing done definitely.10