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 Dreams, Past Lives, Poetry
in20 Friday Jun 2014
Posted Dreams, Past Lives, Poetry
inTwo 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.