When Things Are Gone Poem by Mac Adrone Adonay

When Things Are Gone



I touched them, beautiful things
I saw them, wonderful works
I felt them, love of my friends
I heard them, melodious sounds
I tasted them, life's sweet moments

But I was wrong because I was late
To appreciate them.
I must put them in my heart from the start
And not the time when they are gone.

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