Incessant Thoughts Of Her Comments

I know this feeling too well Uriah! like being haunted and especially at those times like christmas, we feel their presence and yet their loss to us, so much more deeply. I am not posting here anymore since the debackle that overtook our Danny boy Reynalds and friends, but I can't help but respond to your magnificent muse. May she never leave you, smiling at you, TAi

Your midnight city in the snow and your Christmas streets are yours alone. Incessant thoughts create great poetry. Always your friend, Sandra

it's so hard to let go, even when you know it's over... great write 10