Imprints

There is a point in time
When those who were
With you for a while,
Under a shared umbrella,
Weathering the storm together,
Have to follow their own path.
And you are left with
Imprints of their presence,
The memory of what had been
A happy time,
And the last few drops of rain.

-A

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3 comments

  1. assortmentbox · January 30, 2015

    Well written πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Bhanu · February 1, 2015

    Well written indeed. Great message within short words.

    Similar lines I had written ~ https://way2heart.wordpress.com/2015/01/03/sweetie-tweetie/

    Like

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