by Elsie aged 12

I’d walk around the lake remembering,
Reliving memories of fun and sadness.
I’d walk through the park,
Remembering the sounds we heard.
I’d sit on the bench,
Closing my eyes,
Imagining you were near.
From the day you moved away,
It’s like a part of me isn’t here.

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