Walking softly by a garden gate
A rose perfume calls to me
Evoking lost hidden memories
Of things that will never be
I see her softly crying yet
As I quickly walked away
Her last words haunt me still
In this place where I lay
Remember me was all she asked
How then could I lose it all
For pride and pain and a tear
For my weakness not to call
That lost moment will call to me
On this lonely road I walk
Through time now everlasting
On eternity's slow endless clock
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration #9 by Laura Lamarca.
550 points, ended November 16, 2007, 13 entries
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Comments
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This is beautiful. I really enjoyed the read.
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So beautiful!! Wistful and sad...
This really touched me! Great writing!
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