Memories
I've grown old with grace, but a memory of walking side by side holding each other's hand nourishing closeness and intimacy sparks.
His grandfather clock chimes its time, breaking the silence of my nourishing blissful memories, teasing my mournful mind.
memories echo
brings back you wrapped in my arms
never felt so lost
6/27/2020
A Memory Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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