A Sad Lonely Day By Mistress Reba
by Mistress Reba
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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The memory can be of photographs of the minds eye. So is this one.
~What A Sad Lonely Day~
I never knew how much I cared about my friends until I got up one day and looked out the door
as I thought I heard a distant, lonesome, faint, distant calling outside my door.
When I looked outside all I saw was a graveyard, filled with stones,
cold harsh stones that were covered with the names of my friends, those that had been.
It was a sad day.
It was a lonely day.
I missed my friends.
Copyright © m.r. 2009
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|Reviewed by Barbara Sue
|Hello Reba..so glad you are back and posting here. This is one of my favorites. Take care.
aka Grandma Baba
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Sadly, yours is a common theme in this world/life, Mistress Reba. This is very compelling. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,