To be alone with thoughts
that float to the surface
of a sea filled with memories
Layers of life that interlace
Memories have an existence
all their own…occurring
without a formal invitation...
Heart warming images are stirring
Apparently the past is present
Reintroducing cherished treasures
Amazingly time has not changed
the golden aura of love's pleasures...
1/18/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem