I am sitting in the shade
Of the tree we once watched
The sun going down
We would discuss the problems
Of the day or life in general
Then held hands until the night arrived
Knowing, one day, we would depart
Now, I comptemplate those memories
You have left, and maybe, will never return
There are no sadness or tears
As I wait for an answer
If you wil return or stay away
Until the evening arises
I will continue to reminise
That summer
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Beautiful memories with great flow, thanks for sharing.