Pass by, turn and a smile. Impressions remain from lingering glances.
A long hug from your love, a look, a question… the moment passes
A conversation, discussions with friends interrupted
Parting with acquaintances
left behind chances
Blur of faces, shapes and colors an emotional memory dancing shadows on your soul
Something so beloved, feeding life to your heart, and unknown to others, gathering dust until the final recycle
Memories piled one by one, those never shared sent adrift in an unknown ether for possible review by those unfamiliar with language
Things left behind can sometimes be found
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Mine is the only social website needed. It’s all here on HenryWest.
Thanks DarDar