My love, we all grow
old, but
I see you through the
gauze of memory,
always that
beautiful girl I
dared to kiss.
But nowadays
would I have dared?
(Image used by kind permission of
Holden-and-Camille.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The
poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)
How lovely! And timely, too -- I have a milestone birthday approaching, so I will be thinking a lot about chances taken and opportunities missed. ~C
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