When a dear friend dies – By Rosaliene Bacchus

Three Worlds One Vision

When a dear friend dies…

Wine shared to hail the New Year
turns tepid water.

Springs of poetic wisdom
lost down a sinkhole.

Summer strolls along the beach
end at the ocean’s edge.

Mementos stoke nostalgia
amid falling leaves.

Rain erases footprints carved
along pathways uncharted.

For Angela Consolo Mankiewicz

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  • Bella de clou  On March 21, 2017 at 10:16 pm

    Beautiful

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