Your presence linger
in the faded memories
of childhood
when we ran through summer meadows
under sunshine,
it too has faded away…
since you’ve left…
but your presence linger
on days, when the sun forgets to be away
and sunlight kisses my sepia dreams.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s #Writephoto Prompt. Thank you for the inspiration as always Sue!
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