//my thanks to James for this contest theme. I did not meet the themes contest form but the muse did take off with it.
Ah, to reminisce, to peer through rose colored glasses smooth the edges of pointed encounters tamp down the burning embers of memory smoldering in silent seclusion. To change the tone texture and import of echoed retorts polish the participation trophy sitting alone on the shelf knowing that time does not heal nor dreams dissipate those moments and yet….yes yet… I question the roots of such reminiscences anecdotal recollections based on the youthful folly of ineptitudes inexperience. For the older I get the better I was. John G. Lawless 3/18/2021
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