Why did you go? -a poem.

Why did you go?
When I look at the trees,
Silhouetting the sky.
I remember one summer,
With a twinkling eye.
It was under these trees,
That we had our first kiss.
Their leaves are now gone,
And it’s you that I miss.
Though young, the Grim Reaper
Did scythe you away.
Yet you’ll live in my heart
Forever and a day.
richardpeeej 2011
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