"Years have seasons. . . so do our memories. And sometimes tears fall like leaves, but hope always sprouts again to shield us from past pains." I write this just for you Sue.

blessin's Sis. Sue,
cynth'ya lewis reed

beautiful verse, sue.
i wonder sometimes if that is not why i write...or why i post, anyway. a living legacy that i existed on this plane, that i had substance..?
maybe because i just felt the need TO exist.
you'll always be remembered by me, anyway...that's what friends are for.
hugs and love always
hope you have a spectacular holiday.
krissy

Love the form you used for this write.

hey Sue, wish i could forget a lot of my yds. Great little poeming

Nostalgia, some times it's good and sometimes it's bad.
Nice work

Best wishes

well done. know the feeling, in it is the healing.
TX

Life is but a dream, it matters not how you live it, but what impact
you brought to bear on it and others.
Peter

You Can't Never Bring (Or Change Past) Human Or Memory Into Future-But You Can Change Bring Your Car Into Future,i.e. Then You Can Also Enjoy Going For Ride In It In Future Thinken Enjoyen Those Good Long Gone Memorys Past...

Only We --It Is You Who Creates Our Dream(s)If You Don't Surely You Will Die Sooner Than Past... Any body Who Tells You They're Happy Is LOADED ON SUM THING,i.e. You Don't Want To Live (Do Not) In There Past Memories...

Truly You Got To Pre-Occupy Your Mind With New Future Hobby-Then You Do Not Think About Being Not So Happy In Past Or Future,ie. Sighing...

TRASK

You have an ability to take few words and create a powerful poem. Really liked this one, Sue.

Susan your words bring a memory floating to the surface of my mind od love gone past. Sweet....

Felix

Lovely. Says so much in so few words!! More, please! 'Pea' <3

A tintype poem yearning for those sepia-toned days of nostalgia. This one is rococo golden-framed, Sue.

Sage

Great job Sue!!

Love Tinka

Sue, your poems are always so creative and
when sized small they speak volumes!

Very nice, Sue. I like the way you said so much in so few words.

I think most of us have periods where we truly yearn for those yesterdays, Sue.

Like the short-long line theme here as it makes the poem stop and start as memories do. J.