Friday, July 10, 2015

Memory

I drew a memory of you,
Sitting on that chair. 
Sunlight filtered through the blinds,
Shining from your eyes. 

I colored the memory with happiness,
With sadness and with tears. 
Colors swirled and blended together,
Softly churning into one. 

I sealed the portrait with a kiss,
The last that I'll give. 
Time to say goodbye to that piece,
Of beauty and of peace. 

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