(brief renderings) Joe Fazio


The Memory Of Love... - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio

It has always be and will forever be; that
which we no longer have, is that of which
we yearn for most.

Is not love cherished more when the time
to part has come? Why do we always yearn
for the yesterdays that were taken so lightly,
when they were our 'todays? ' And, when
the flower has wilted on the vine, is it not
the memory of its beauty that we so
yearn for?

© Joe Fazio

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2009



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