Good Times Poem by Barry A. Lanier

Good Times



I look outside, and I see that it's cloudy,
And I look inside, and feel so, oh sad.
And I remininsce, and think of you only,
And all, of the good times, we had.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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