Down Memory Lane Poem by Sandra Feldman
Down Memory Lane
Remembering
The love we had,
When Spring was young
And new,
Is painful from the very start,
No longer is it true.
My days go by,
In one big sigh,
As empty as can be,
Sometimes, I just sit down and cry,
My heart, an escapee,
For nothing of that love remains,
Today, a memory.
Love is spring that washes pain automatically. Love remains ever in memory. Beautifully presented poem this is.10
A sad poem of lost love. With the passing of time only memories remain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 7:23:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful and so sad poem Sandra, a highly emotional end to a wonderful piece of writing, bravo my friend.