Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Any Holiday


The last day of any holiday
is always tinged with sadness,
exchanging addresses with
all the new found friends
before you part in separate ways.
Many times there is a tear
that lingers as you say goodbye,
while always hoping your paths
will cross again someday.


20 August 2013

Submitted: Sunday, September 01, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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