Withered spring.....
knowing that,
It will never come back
For her.

Both my heart and soul
Never allow me to
leave her.......!!!
My mind is filled with her image.....
The smell of her perfume lingers in my mind....
It warms my heart......!!

The past.....spent with her.....!!!
Like a movie on the silver screen.... that.....
Unfolding in the dark ...!!
It catches my eye and hurts my heart
To make up my mind
I am going to write the poem that.....
I haven't written as yet.....!!


Kandy.
13.12.24