The Long, Slow Walk Home
Mists of time
fog my memory
but you
are still my beacon.
Though sometimes
I forget your name
I never forget
I love you
as I walk through
the ever-darkening forest
Comments
<Deleted User> (5766)
Thu 15th Jan 2009 23:35
How very Japanese this feels.
Keep it up my friend. :-)
Ian.
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Mark Niel
Thu 15th Jan 2009 23:43
This was my entry at the Kapow! Beermat competition.
See you soon.