Wondering MemoriesA Poem by KristinaI feel the cold air of a chilly summer night falling into
place. The droplets from a small summer shower hit the ground with heaviness and
fear. I wonder about the life I have been given has it been treated properly or played like a game of cards. Looking back on the memories I made I smile but I want to cry at once. Such precious
moments of the things I cherish disappear as has the beauty in a broken soul. The
love remains but a piece will always be missing. Once given can never be returned. © 2013 KristinaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorKristinaUSA, OHAboutI was born in Moscow Russia came to the USA at age 9. Writing is my way of telling my stories. I love to write when my mind is clear but my heart is pouring words. more..Writing
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