Sign In
Back

Harbinger

The joy of many escapes so few,
To what we cling on to,
The sound of a loved one calling our name,
The smell that initiates a nerve of remembrance,
How so many angels are removed from this earth.
But we must let them linger in the sky's above to watch over us all.
If a day befallen upon one pour soul to trade currency for time,
The question would need not a reply for all loving people would undoubtedly choose it for one precious minute with a loved one.

paddynav

@paddynav

Lives In glorious Kent, a stones throw from the sea, at the entry to the Thames. Where the weather can show a breathtaking scenery

29
Stories

Similar Stories

Comments & Feedback (1)

Thanks for the likes and reposts everyone this one means alot to me

Similar Writers