Memories


The Music of Your Voice
Silenced every Noise

The of Your Feet
Robbed my Heart Beat

I scribbled some Poetry
On the leaves of a Palm Tree

With the wind in the sky
I let my Poems fly

You passed by like a Stream
And Life became a Dream

The only Memories You could leave
Were Foot Prints on those leaves

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