A Mirror To Mem'Ry
Nothing too clear
Is kept in mind.
But when by what most precious of
Glassed pond confined
These her fair traits
Come flooding back.
As striking, for colour and movement
Its goldfish pack.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2023
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment