Breathe to me inspiration fresh

Breathe to me inspiration fresh, upon the crest of emotions waves.
I remember still the day we left the school we called our own.
Know we are grown, now we are grown. at least by the standards of the years of uniform conformity, and still throughout the grey you shone a boundless beauty breathtaking.
I would never fake my moods for you as I would hope you would do the same for me.
Let us see through the days together, shedding tears for the by gone fears of yesteryear.
I remember you crying, holding on to the form of a friend of yours I never knew.
I remember trying to build the courage to comfort you but always feeling I was un worthy of
Your cries upon my shoulder. Now we are older and wiser we hope.

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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