imagememories,
like softly falling rain

drip endlessly,
from grief-stricken eyes

running down,
sad red-sallow faces

pools form,
from the happiness remembered

puddling around,
our heavy laden hearts

history’s pages,
flip to stories end

matters little,
the years that pass

memories,
like our heartbeats remain

~Mark Schutter ©2015

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