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Old Memories Refreshed

Fresh memory of first love never fades away
Old memory is like flowers smelt yesterday.

After very long time, I took out my suite
Cornered in the wardrobe on a hanger.
I found a long familiar hair in the collar
That curly hair of a beauty who drew me to her.

An exalting smell
Of the *Bocheron perfume
I do remember.


April 15, 2014
Form: Couplets, Quatrain and haiku
Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: The Three Suite stanza by Sheri Fresonke Harper



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  1. Date: 4/15/2014 5:08:00 PM

    Very nice Doc....Peter
  1. Date: 4/15/2014 2:33:00 PM

    nice one! i like the whole image of the hair caught in the collar...
  1. Date: 4/15/2014 10:58:00 AM

    Sweet write... Hope it's a happy memory though:)--olive_eloi