It always reminds me of you...
The gloomy sky, the chilly wind
The smell of burning wood
In a fire pit...
The quietness of an empty park
The falling leafs
It brings your presence
To my memory...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Out to the world I went It was a beautiful summer Spring like day My backyard needed some care and, Unlike other days, I was ready to work...
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