BE THERE

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FALLEN LEAVES

If I could return to yesterday,
Approach it with a smile,
I would have done differently,
Happily, traveling an extra
mile.
 It was getting later, than I  
could ever know,
Summer was quickly passing,
Winter time, on coming snow.

I cannot forget you,
Swiftly time has slipped away,
Perhaps we'll meet again,
On another summer day.
 When I cross the great divide,
And approach the golden shore,
I'll wrap my arms around you,
Then we'll go out no more.
 Be there.

 copyright by heather burns

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Afzal Shauq's picture

I accept and believe that you never forget good people and lovely things and events as you proved in this sweet poem... wonderful...poetess of life