Σάββατο, 31 Αυγούστου 2013

A book of memories...



Hidden in the attic,

all the way upstairs,

is something very special,
that I would like to share.

My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.

The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.

I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.


The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.

Kathleen Sheppard


Fedra V.



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