Think of me, then, fondly, as you thinkhow the wind blows through the trees, and howpink flowers dance on the camellia, pinkflowers clinging on there, ’til those flowers scatter across the lawn, as life is scattered.Dream loving dreams of me, not empty dreams,shattered by daybreak. I will not be shatteredfree as a flower loosened by […]
Remember – a shadow sonnet — Sarah writes poems
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