As if a separate, other person
lived a separate life,
and gave to you their growth and memory.
As if the starlight, on reflecting back,
could see the sky
and ask it: was that me?
Image credit – Sophie Cullen
As if a separate, other person
lived a separate life,
and gave to you their growth and memory.
As if the starlight, on reflecting back,
could see the sky
and ask it: was that me?
Image credit – Sophie Cullen
william altoft 
Nice to see you have started writting poems Will 🙂
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