Missing the days of my youth.
Memories invade normal thought, stirring my melancholy mind, Burthdays have that effect on me.
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
Missing the days of my youth.
Memories invade normal thought, stirring my melancholy mind, Burthdays have that effect on me.
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 