I'm seeing faces
That burn like a dozen lanterns
In the night.
They light the way.When can I see them again?
Will they smile or frown
When they see me again?
Will I stay lonely?Now I see bodies with the faces
Of the people I love.
This feeling of warmth returning
And I smile to them.
I'll never let them go again.
12/01/2016
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Year's End: 2016
Poetry"In this endless stream of time I'll remember this moment. The piano music with its beautiful singer Her soft voice on the radio calms The classroom." -Nostalgia Remember that you can't live life without actually living your life.