As I drive slowly past the school,
I hear children's laughter floating,
Upon gentle summer breezes.
Then I pass the cemetery gates:
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A refined poetic imagination, Dominic Windram. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Thanks Jazib...I'll definitely read the poem you mention and comment. Have a nice day!
That too will pass. A very insightful and thoughtful poem, Dominic.
Thanks Michael...I was attempting a kind of stream of consciousness approach to this poem...all things must pass I guess!