The story Date: Saturday, 2nd February 2013 @ 07:21:08 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Lenny Burnt edges, they were, Smeared pages, there was, the stories of our past, Read me a story, she said, Read me your story, Stories from the glories of our past, Triumphant cheers- He read, Blissful days- it was, Glorious years- Lived on. Sing me a sonnet, she said, Sing me the sonnet, the sonnets of joy. This poem is Copyright © Lenny Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=174991