My journals

Dusting off the adorned cover

Leafing through the faded pages

Fond memories return to me

So many things I had forgotten

Come rushing back

Some offering smiles

Some offering tears.

 

I wrote this in May 1988

It’s still true,

~P.

Comments

  1. Been there done that! Go ahead and vent away it will make you feel better…sometimes strangers are better listeners than friends…and your poetry is a great out let of your frustration…I wrote three books during my divorce

Go ahead...take a swing. I'll duck and listen.