27 July 2014
the old songs follow the rain
carrying a chestful of fading pictures,
a blanket full of unfinished dreams,
and a notebook filled with unsaid words.
i enjoy these short visits of almost forgotten memories
this is a repost from an old blog. its only now that i have found a apt photo to accompany the words: http://headlessspider.blogspot.com/2014/07/unsaid-words.html