Long After
I will still smile,listen to songs,
that first leaf
of autumn, caught.
I'll still remember
jokes shared
and meals cooked,
the sourness of wine
on summer ledges.
I will remember
all and naught,
relegate to
distant banks
that grow with
rue and regret;
Long after,
so long after.
Poetry by Elle
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Written on 2009-03-17 at 09:07
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