Memories Poem by Edwina Reizer

Memories



It's bitter cold
just like December
if you've no warm memories
that you can remember.

It's beastly hot
just like July
if the chill from your memories
allow them to die.

Thursday, July 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: july,memories
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