"Vincent"
by Karen Spencer
| How can you explain? Who can understand? Could it be you?? I'm in love with someone I've never met And never will He is in my thoughts daily I take his letters with me wherever I go They weren't written to me but to someone else he loved The words bring me comfort, joy, sadness, longing This morning I stood and watched the trees dropping their leaves and I thought of him. He would have stopped. He would have looked. Like I did. Do you understand?? |
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