I assume you have an
Address book,
Doesn't everyone-
Names, addresses, phone,
Lining out people
You once knew,
Lost touch, moved, died-
Like a biography of sorts,
Names bring back faces
You no longer see...
Address Unknown ?
How very true. I love those old address books. They make the heart bleed. Where are all the old friends, what happened to all the old friendships. They go the way of the world. Yes, "like a biography of sorts". . . Nice write up, short and to the point.
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John
Love ya!
Jane
It is time for me to reflect on my address book...
Thanks,
Chris