I fear

 

To look behind over my shoulder,
To see the temporary in the pictures,
The flowers and the breakdowns,
Forgetting how beautiful, how bad,
Too far in the past,
The sight is losing ground,
The heart so sensitive and weary.

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Jessy Van Der Kroon
Een gedicht dat raakt.
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Rudi
Dank je wel, Jessy. :-)
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johan_jongedijk
Ja weer mooi om telezen en: zeer goed geschreven .dank
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Rudi
Dank je wel, Johan.
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Spourieloekie
Oooh wat is dit mooi....ik werd er weliswaar heel stil van...
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Rudi
Dank je wel, Spourieloekie. :-)
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