"Remembering" by Joan Adams Burchell

TWO POEMS (copyright)

Walking Alone

It was always so easy to take your hand

but now it isn't there.

I walk alone and feel that nobody

could really even care.

There isn't a someone to talk to

about the things I do.

It makes things unimportant

when I can't share them with you.

When days and nights, for years and years,

you were there for me,

It's lonely to have to walk alone;

I'm only half of me.

Sweet Yesterday

Not a part of my today, nor of my tomorrow;

You were my yesterday - gone is the sorrow -

For yesterday was sweet and helped me be strong

For today, tomorrow and all along. 


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