Memories Poem by Anthony Degilio
Memories
As the snow falls,
The memories rush in and fade,
Oh, how I wish they would've stayed,
In these glistening halls,
Look how the frozen water stalls,
Like a flow forbade,
And evermore the memories have came,
To feel those mindless calls,
And as the snow becomes harder,
When the wind starts to blow,
The unseen martyr,
Of which I have much to owe,
Comes back to barter,
And reap what we sow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 5:45:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like how you used a comparison of snow with that of human fraility. It had a nice flow to it also. Ravensong