Forgotten Day
Should I forget the dayWandering far away
From the now we know
How much love was there,
Would you ever feel my hand
Waving high above the waves of tears
Smiling even as ours disappears
Like everything we planned
Or dreamt, a life exempt from stray
Arrows shot from bow
Hitting marks too close so you say
From the now we know
Wandering far away
How much love was there
Should I forget the day
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-03-26 at 17:06
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