Reminiscing

by Dagmar Wilson   Nov 12, 2019


I have this fantasy of you swinging me around
making up for years that were sadly lost.

Your hair turned grey
these eyes are tired,
how could I forget that smile.

Decades of not speaking
not knowing the roads you have travelled,
here we are.
Reminiscing the day away.

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  • 3 weeks ago

    by Michael

    Wonderful Miss Dagmar :)x