The bedside glow
Falls soft and low
On each glossy brochure scene.
And you're pleased to know
How well they show
The places you have been.
But will you shed a tear
As sleep draws near
And memory brings to mind
The boy you knew
Not now with you
Whose love you've left behind?
With debt to a well known song!
YOU ARE READING
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