“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

Those Three Words

A fortunate friendship of fate, two strangers we were.
We had so much in common, watching each hour then turn.
That huge smile when we met, I still recall your red face.
The special moments we shared, I’ll always remember the place.

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Evenings Long Ago

Skies full of tiny golden lights
Floating aimlessly
Grasping helplessly
My small hands, just out of reach

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