Like a shadowy ghost from a forgotten past,
joy, passes me by.
Touching my shoulder to acknowledge its fragile existence..
Just barely…Then it's gone.
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There is certainly an empirical truth in what you say Robert...thankfully. Many thanks for your kind words. Lodigiana x
A great write.... Keep it up.... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too... Naila
Thank you Naila, I will certainly read your poem. Lodigiana