Forgotten It Will Be Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Forgotten It Will Be



Forgotten it will be,
white snow you washed off me.

A bush a tree, there once I felt,
my love no longer seen.

And as it was before we came,
forever lies ahead.

You have written I have read,
it's not the same again.

And when no one any longer think's to ask,
I have read what you've written to me.

Knowing time won't stop and wait for us,
Our memories fade away.

Sunday, November 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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