Not Forgotten: Original poem by BL

 

 

Many we love have passed away,

away too soon without reason.

 

We remember them often,

In a thousand different ways.

 

In the morning,

In the night.

 

When we look at the stars,

A date,

A song,

A place,

A smell.

 

Barry

In memory of all those who left us too soon.

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