Memories of You
Like a song that lingers on
A distinct melody of love
Haunts me so until the dawn
Fleeting like the flight of doves.
A soothing breeze that goes
So swiftly through the trees
The heart, alone it knows
The pain seems not to ease.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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