Summer Wine. Poem by Roy Storey

Summer Wine.



It is not what we have
thats worth a lot.
It is more in the days
that we forgot.
In the sun
we take our time.
Drinking the last
of the summer wine.

Thursday, June 22, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Dorn 22 June 2006

Roy, very wise and profound words.... how we'd all love to have back those forgotten days. Well done! ! Brian

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Roy Storey

Roy Storey

10 september 1939
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