Voices
I
remember our friends talking as we were walking
Hoping to know each other more and step by step
We always talked as we walked along the shore.
Hoping to know each other more and step by step
We always talked as we walked along the shore.
Moment
by moment enjoying the view
the ocean so beautifully blue.
Then one day the voices faded away
And all I could here was you.
the ocean so beautifully blue.
Then one day the voices faded away
And all I could here was you.
Constance
Escobar is a writer of
everything and anything that strikes her fancy. From wedding books to
historical fiction and from Poetry to Romance. She writes as she is inspired
and has work published in the Ink
Slingers' Anthology 2014 & 2015.
Very nice an enjoyable poem
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