Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Saturday, July 03, 2021

Garden

Through the garden I strolled
enjoying each flower in bloom, 
it reminded me of those days
where I had the love of you.

The sun was hiding behind
those puffy white clouds
and all that I cloud think of
was having you around. 

The precious memories
are all that I have left, 
so I hold them close to me
the treasures that they are. 

The silence surrounds me
and the chapters fade away, 
as if the book was closed 
removing my yesterdays. 













 

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