Poetry: "memories..."
I think that went well, the poem was well received without any critiques (I would have welcomed them though). So, I thought why not give it another try. Here Goes... ------------------------------------- memories... I felt your warmth, without your touch. (the fire from hearth, couldn't compare as much) I heard you sing, without your voice. (no rhythm could bring, me more rejoice) I felt you near, while you were here. (and it brings me tears, 'cause I miss you dear) So, in the end, I'd say it again. I'd wish to live, those memories again... ------------------------------------- Though, both of them encompass a different genre, still they are deeply related. Peace out \./