Poem

The rain fell on empty lonely streets
and the silence with the trees crowns
have settled down
when she returns to the place
where they once met
through the rain that fell
she could see his smile
remembered these days
and her love for him still wait 
for the beautiful smile
from that time, and a reunion!
©Erika Fagerström 

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