I was thinking about you..
As the wind stirs up
The old, the new.
I see you my friend..
Through a faded image,
Through dreams that end..
I was thinking ..
If by chance, do you ever?..
Turn around, go back,
sift through near forgotten
treasures?..
I was thinking..
Reminiscing on captured images,
through translucent memories..
If your dreams render through
silhouettes, soft and shimmery..
I was thinking..
Time cannot erase happiness,
nor can it abolish our love..
Whether it be friendships past
or family ties...
We've been blessed through
this lasting bond from above..
God bless you my friend..
Patsy McNutt Morgan
11/26/14
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