Standing in the stillness, the snowflakes falling ‘round;
Peaceful voices softly whisper of the memories to be found.
Friends and families gathering, there’s closeness once again;
So long ago, those times and faces; those memories creeping in.
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The fleeting years have faded so much of what has been;
Some gather now, like yesterday, as if it was back then.
It seems like not so long ago, a time when we were young;
Growing old was impossible; drifting apart just wasn’t done.
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Truth removes illusion with the passing of the time;
And things appear as they used to be, but only in our minds.
It will never be the same again; the way it was, the way we were;
Times have changed and life moves on; the past becomes a blur.
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Standing in the stillness, the snowflakes falling ‘round;
Peaceful voices softly whispering of the memories to be found.
A tear springs from my heart to kiss the newly fallen snow;
I realize that it’s time to let this moment go.
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I can walk along the back roads of my memories anytime;
And find so many waiting thoughts, these shadows in my mind.
The mist of once upon a time will always have its say;
As friends and families gather in those years of yesterday.
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Copyright © 2011 LeRoy Dean All Rights Reserved
LeRoy, I love this. You have captured my thoughts on my childhood perfectly and have touched my heart. And I love the picture. Thank you.
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I like these ephemeral and lasting images. Very nicely said.
“Standing in the stillness, the snowflakes falling ‘round;
Peaceful voices softly whispering of the memories to be found.”
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Beautiful poem, it brought to my mind-the days growing up WV-with on snowy days-and I heard my thoughts of those years of yesterdays. Great Poem !
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