While sitting in the quiet moments <br />faces from the past flicker pass, <br />old loves and friends from a bygone era <br />mingle together in days gone by. <br />Some have passed away <br />and other are simply gone <br />swallowed up within the mist of time. <br />None are forgotten for the joy they brought <br />when the heart was at its lowest ebb. <br />They remain to be remembered <br />each day that passes through <br />when we sit in our quiet moments <br />for a few second each day. <br /> <br /> <br />8 September 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/quiet-moments-6/
