I Sigh

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    I Sigh
    I sigh at thoughts of other ages
    at friendships left on journal pages

    What happened to those best of friends?

    Our life-styles changed we met an end.
    A distant silence time has brought;

    I seldom give you any thought.
    But yet, sometimes I miss you much.

    And wish that we had kept in touch.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    EGRYCELL’s Poems (6)

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