Things that seem precious
that one's heart calls mine
have a way of losing
value over time.
Once dear and cherished
now fondly placed away
not quite forgotten
reserved for another day.
Sometimes remembered
for a period of time
recovered again then
back out of mind.
How much time will pass
how long will it be
before your fondness
forgets about me?
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Author:
James Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
Just so sweet and true....
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