Treasure Island

Will Reilly


Initials in your heart


People come and go
Like seasons and snow
Some people stay forever
These are the people we hold close
until the end of never
Some people go
Like they were never present at all
Where others carve their initials
into your heart, you will never be apart
Among those people there were
few from the start
They leave footprints in your memory
That will be remembered for eternity

Submitted: Wednesday, June 10, 2009

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  • Sanober Khan (6/12/2009 10:21:00 AM)

    wow, this was a really smooth and easy read, nonetheless memorable, the idea is so simple yet so wonderfully expressed, d ending is really nice, 'Among those people there were few frm the start, they leave footprints in ur memory, that will be remembered for eternity'..............! thanx for sharing! (Report) Reply

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