tall (Remove filter)
Romance
Just like a flower
our love
blooms in the summer
and dies in the winter.
With nothing but memories left to show
what once stood tall,
has now
fallen.
Tuesday 30th June 2015 6:24 pm
tall (Remove filter)
Just like a flower
our love
blooms in the summer
and dies in the winter.
With nothing but memories left to show
what once stood tall,
has now
fallen.
Tuesday 30th June 2015 6:24 pm
This site uses only functional cookies that are essential to the operation of the site. We do not use cookies related to advertising or tracking. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.
Recent Comments
John Coopey on YOU'RE THE TORIES IN DISGUISE
6 hours ago
Robert C Gaulke on Getting & Forgetting
7 hours ago
Jon on Imaginary imaginings
9 hours ago
Martin Elder on riddle of the two kin
10 hours ago
Martin Elder on Getting & Forgetting
10 hours ago
Hazel ettridge on The Slush Pile
11 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on The Slush Pile
11 hours ago
Mike McPeek on The Truth About Poetry
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on YOU'RE THE TORIES IN DISGUISE
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on Whisper from Ukraine
1 day ago