Two swans glided across the water
and I felt bereft:
my last memory
of a forgotten life.
The Lake, Long Ago
20 Friday Jun 2014
Posted in Dreams, Past Lives, Poetry
A Life in Poems
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20 Friday Jun 2014
Posted in Dreams, Past Lives, Poetry
Two swans glided across the water
and I felt bereft:
my last memory
of a forgotten life.
Willow, for me there is such longing in these few lines and absolutely no need to say more. Beautiful!
John, thank you so much.