Misplaced Memories
These memories have been worn down like stones in a river
Newly formed, rough with description
Smoothed-stripped of it's grain
it falls and shatters
Fragmented; never to be whole again
Swept up, dusted, and soon to be forgotten
Chance- they echoe back and remind you
of the good and of the bad
And you fondly accept them like a lost friend
Reunited.
They are lost once more, to be found again
By Nicholas A. Bello
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