Each Day That I Travel by That Tree – The Chris Errington Poem


Each day I travel by that tree where you once lay sadly remembering the news that day Remembering the shock and trying to come to sense with it within knowing that I would never see you again until myself were gone Each day I travel past your tree this rush again floods over me ThinkingContinue reading “Each Day That I Travel by That Tree – The Chris Errington Poem”