A Place To Call Home
So I was forgotten for a moment,
but beside the truth...
I was there
I felt my feet on the ground
I looked around and saw too few faces,
Of too few friends
I recall time moving a bit slower,
Which was a time so nice to see
So there was more then enough of a moment
For me to be remembered
So I think I stayed there.
Copyright © Brooke Noble | Year Posted 2021
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