Teardrops of regret fall slowly to the ground creating shallow pools of memories as the reflections of today gently blow away in the winds of tomorrow.

Teardrops of regret fall slowly to the ground creating shallow pools of memories as the reflections of today gently blow away in the winds of tomorrow.

Richard M Knittle Jr. (c)

(c) A #Poets Journey

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