I remember
the two of us lying
under dogwood trees,
pink blossoms falling like snow
onto what I thought was love.

The sun was in my eyes
that day, and every day after.

There is no need
to look back now,
I have no desire to wallow
in tears or pink snow.

I will only say goodbye to you


Copyright © 2011 by Christopher Chaffin – All rights reserved


About cjchaffin

Wordsmithing is my passion. I eat, sleep, and breathe words and phrases, only to regurgitate them and pray that they are better off than when I first ingested them.
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  1. mamta says:

    wistful with gentle images.

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