By Gone Love

A SNEAK PEAKBY GONE LOVE is a book of poems that was written between the nineteen sixties and nineties. A few new poems have been added to the collection. Heres hoping that these poems will bring sweet memories to lovely old gals again, reminding them of yesterdays dreams as they did to this eighty year old writer when she found them tucked away in old books and cabinets. These poems were old, yellowed and falling apart, but like beautiful memories they were restored with love and tender care. A special song, dream, a picture, a lock of hair, a pressed flower or a smile upon a grandchilds face, any one of these things can take us back to the days when we were young, wild, crazy and so much in love. Also the reminiscing of yesterdays dreams, antics, hopes and loves of yesteryear. Inside this book you will find poems such as Bye Gone Love, My One and Only, Teenage Love, Good-Bye, F.Y.R , First Love, The Love of My Life And A Rose So Red. May these poems bring back beautiful memories and warm old hearts again. BEATRICE KINCY WATSON

A SNEAK PEAKBY GONE LOVE is a book of poems that was written between the nineteen sixties and nineties. A few new poems have been added to the collection. Heres hoping that these poems will bring sweet memories to lovely old gals again, reminding them of yesterdays dreams as they did to this eighty year old writer when she found them tucked away in old books and cabinets. These poems were old, yellowed and falling apart, but like beautiful memories they were restored with love and tender care. A special song, dream, a picture, a lock of hair, a pressed flower or a smile upon a grandchilds face, any one of these things can take us back to the days when we were young, wild, crazy and so much in love. Also the reminiscing of yesterdays dreams, antics, hopes and loves of yesteryear. Inside this book you will find poems such as Bye Gone Love, My One and Only, Teenage Love, Good-Bye, F.Y.R , First Love, The Love of My Life And A Rose So Red. May these poems bring back beautiful memories and warm old hearts again. BEATRICE KINCY WATSON