Love in Ruins

Each and every Sunday, we share a poem to lighten our soul. Comment your thoughts or any poem you will love to see in a future post. Don’t forget to follow us like and share.
from Love in Ruins

I remember my mother towards the end,

folding the tablecloth after dinner 

so carefully,

as if it were a flag

of a country no longer existed,

but once had ruled the world. 
Jim Moore

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