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Etch-A-Sketch Memory

You linger even after the ghost of you is gone… I still wear you on my face, Smell you in my hand, Taste you on my lips, Feel you in my hips. In secret places of my mind You are still running free. The only place where truth can bind To my soul and memory. Synapses firing, Shooting off from sensory, As I recant the day. Wiped clean from the rain. A constant wash Over the portrait once painted. Like an Etch-A-Sketch Of a most beautiful day created... Then shaken from the timeline of me. 6.24.2020

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Rico Leffanta

Date: 7/13/2020 2:51:00 PM

At least you had the experience to create a cherishable memory! Aloha! Rico

Kristen Granet
Date: 7/13/2020 6:51:00 PM

Absolutely true! And I wouldn't trade it for the world. But, with a fresh canvas... there's always the ability to recreate it (though different as it may be) and perchance make it even better! :-) Thanks for your response! Kristen

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 7/12/2020 4:59:00 PM

“Like an etch-A-sketch”. So wise!

Kristen Granet
Date: 7/13/2020 6:49:00 PM

Thank you! It's so true... Some of the most beautiful moments wiped clean with the mere motion of the hand.