Tricia ...p2

Beneath the shade of the frangipani
You spent your hours there
Ciggie butts overflowing
While the wind played
Havoc with your hair
Your vision always blurred
From the past of your despair
But a smile always welcomed
From under your bespectacled glare
Lost in your world
Amongst thoughts an memories
You'd hardly notice a visitor
Until upon you.. you'd freeze
Out with a shreik
Then your focus repaired
Hello daaaarling was your reply
To show that you cared
Beneath the frangipani
Especially in bloom
You mended many memories
An absolved your gloom
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
my mom used to spend hours an hours under this tree in summertime....

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Comments (2)

Poetnumber1
This is an awesome write,love ithandshake thumbs upcant beat those past memories that is etched in the memory forever. M.M
Nuwahri61
Thanks poet n1 appreciate the comments much regards n61handshake cool
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