Things Lost On Gossamer Wings

A small taste Of your lips
To remember
A small taste
So you would not forget

Remember me always
And ever
Remember me
And never regret

Remember the fleeting
Time that we had
Time that flew by
On gossamer wings

Memories so golden
So sweet and so sad
Of what time has stolen
Lost things…Lost things

poem by David Whalen
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