Nostalgia

We travelled far and wide
in places no one ever had known
We never felt a bit alone
we were having a joyful ride.
Then the mirror broke
and the glass was never found
we changed ground
and isolation took her toll.
Beyond these lines,a soul wonders
where is the love we used to hold?
dreams that turned to silver,from gold
what have we become?a handful of loners.



Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2009-06-19 at 01:07

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Kathy Lockhart
your imagery creates such emotion and draws one into the soul of the writer.
2009-06-19