Thursday, October 2, 2014

Just a Memory

A guest post
Copyright © 2014 by Elaine San Pedro

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It's like a mist
Dropped on my fist
Whenever I step my feet
It was then I meet

From a dark crowded street
He wave and greet
While handling a gift
Even we have a tiff

He runs along the road
Accidents are broad
I cried and shout
He past its bout

Seeing you in the crave
I must strong and brave
Years, months, and days had past
Memory and love never last.

-Elaine San Pedro

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