nothing ever ends
Oh. NICE!
What a great and inspiring thought. And poem. Here's my prompt response.
I see you
waiting for a train.
And you, in the reflection
of the high street store
that offers nothging
of value other than your
reflection.
I remember you
through the words of a song
and you through the bustle
of the station's halls.
I hear you,
I feel you.
I even smell you.
And I cherish all of you
because my path led
eventually not to you
but without you it wouldn't
have led me to
me
now.
Oh. NICE!
What a great and inspiring thought. And poem. Here's my prompt response.
I see you
waiting for a train.
And you, in the reflection
of the high street store
that offers nothging
of value other than your
reflection.
I remember you
through the words of a song
and you through the bustle
of the station's halls.
I hear you,
I feel you.
I even smell you.
And I cherish all of you
because my path led
eventually not to you
but without you it wouldn't
have led me to
me
now.