Times change.
They float away like sparkling butterflies.
And now it is
The time of grass, sun and blue skies.
Memories
Shoot back at me,
And I feel
The same old thrill.
You and I
Are together again,
Nothing
Ever, ever brings us pain.
Can't believe
We haven't spoken for a year
But now
We are once again free.
Making
A small world of our own,
You must know
That you're never alone.
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To Be Honest: A Poetry Collection
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