Hindsight Poem by Luke Curcio
Hindsight
Is hindsight all whats behind?
Because all I see is my past. Our past.
Can anything last in my life?
I'm still while everyone one is motion.
Every lover. Every hope. Every dream.
Here I see the sighs. Sighs my heart wouldn't let me.
In those times I chose laughter and smiles, over truth and despair.
To them I am the hindsight, and now I see.
Beautiful poem Luke THANK YOU FOR SHARING MARIO ODEKERKEN
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5/2/2024 11:41:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Reminds me of the song TURN BACK THE CLOCK popularized by JOHNNY HATES JAZZ....