Nostalgia

It’s all but disappeared
Just as I once feared
No one can remember
Those fragile, precious years

I showed up at the door
Not knowing what’s in store
Clinging to the way it was
But now, it is, no more

Recalling days gone by
I feel it when I try 
But unfamiliar faces
Shake their heads and sigh

They care not, for the past
It clearly didn’t last
Too busy with the present
And put out that I asked

I’m standing here, still
Despite the way you feel
My memories reside here
And that is very real

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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 12/12/2022 7:58:00 PM

I audibly sighed at the end of this. Your poetry so often reverberates so viscerally with me, whether or not I can relate to it I feel it. I hope you are well dear poetess. xomo