Melting visions of the past,
of days gone by, of bliss enthralled
of joys reverberating, of tribulations haunting
all woven into a common thred
linking the present to to that bygone
treasured deep within me
carving the path tread upon
never to be visted again
but to be felt only in thoughts-
the memories of life lived.
1 comment:
Hey, now that was quite something -- felt a bit of a tug somewhere deep inside... sigh! :)
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