Casual Corners Of The Heart
~*Marge Tindal*~

Rolling in the distant dust
of memories on the move
I search through casual corridors
finding sweet recall of you

Blue umbrella'd memories
canopy me with thoughts of you
Breezing through my heart
in casual searching of renew

A stroll of familiar passage
finds you waiting there
Suiting to perfection
the fragrance you still wear

On casual corners of the heart
I pause to reminisce
soft soft breezes blowing
memories of your kiss

Soft surround this memory
gentle stirring of the wind
Brings me close enough to touch
the heart of long ago friend

Pleasure mine in walk of time
across a moment of hungered need
I'll come again when I can stay
until the longing recedes

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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MarshaLove~
I would be very pleased to know it was yours !
Yes, I know the why ... and send *Hugs* of understanding !

ETHome~
I thank you.
As it often does, the title came first
and the rest tagged along for the ride.
*Hugs* to you.
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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I enjoyed these Casual Corners Marge!
Always better to have a memory than have had nothing at all,
well, most of the time anyway.  

Thanks for sharing....

~Sheri

"The things that come to those that wait may be the things
left by those who got there first"