REMINISCENCE
Salt drops furrow my cheeks like dew.
Lingering memories of loving you.
The winter sky, a blighting blue.
Tessellated clouds, bellowing, flashing,
Rushing, stirring, dashing.
Broken heart, beating, throbbing,
Suddenly crashing.
Burning eyes with cheeks of dew.
Lingering memories of loving you
.by Joyce Lawrence Harper
