Bits and Pieces
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My youth is a puzzle, missing bits and pieces,
fragmented memories of family.
Piecemeal, faded
recollections.
I recall some brief moments spent in happiness,
and yet, a veil of fear shadows the rest.
I don't remember any suppressed stuff,
those blank gaps mark my memories as incomplete.
Can time complete a puzzle with
a jumble of missing pieces?
Dad lost pieces;
fighting a war.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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