Oct 2017
Lost smiles and forgotten dreams.
Newly springs roses dancing in the gentle breeze.Remembering past summer days.
A freshly lit barbecue burnt back sausages. Laughing so hard tears rolled down our cheeks.
Thinking our time would last forever, Life ends and your gone.
Now all that's between us is the moon and stars.
Remembering our last summer.
Newly springs roses dancing in the gentle breeze.Remembering past summer days.
A freshly lit barbecue burnt back sausages. Laughing so hard tears rolled down our cheeks.
Thinking our time would last forever, Life ends and your gone.
Now all that's between us is the moon and stars.
Remembering our last summer.
i wrote this for my mum who past away she got me into poetry when I was eight. She always loved to listen to my poems weather they good or not so good.
