Painful Memories
Wondering thoughts open portals for displaced memories.
Words cruised that boulevard carved in September’s wind,
and squeezed tears from dazzling eyes.
sensitivity will never know another heart’s displeasure,
unless tongue pluck them from mind’s controlling grip.
Laughter, unconsciously, taunts a troubled heart,
and grimace disguised in smile’s fine garb.
September’s wind blow cool on the Ohio Valley,
and trees shed leaves like sad eyes secreting tears, alone in a Garfield Suite.
The morn signifies my final day of torture,
then in time’s care this deep wound will heal.
Sometimes it’s hard meeting old friends.
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