The fresh green hills are beckoning,
A sign that Spring is here,
My broken heart lies torn within,
For you're no longer here,
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Wouldn't we all love to walk into the past, at one time or another? And would we walk that same path, or choose another? Very much enjoyed your poem...and thank you for commenting on my poetry, as well. I welcome all new poet friends. PEACE
Beautiful memories set in poetry and sounding musical when read. Love it! !
A lovely poem. Appreciated the brilliant comment of poetess Susan Lacovara. Top score and to my favourites