through these childhood rooms
too small to hold all
my life now
yet so immense
when I was all wishes and dreams.
Here in the window
open to the past
the sun burns bright
whilst here in the here &
now... it is raining.
(for B. D)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
......hope the rain stopped and the sun is burning brightly again...enjoyed this write...
And I know Brian knows, for he shared these rooms with you...and your love reaches cross time and space to find him again. Beauty comes in all forms, but love shared is one of the best.
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