Any Holiday - Poem by David Harris
The last day of any holiday
is always tinged with sadness,
exchanging addresses with
all the new found friends
before you part in separate ways.
Many times there is a tear
that lingers as you say goodbye,
while always hoping your paths
will cross again someday.
20 August 2013
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