Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

Reflections Acquired

The quiet heart dines with memories stored
payment acquired from every charade
some are of dark times by my own accord
I've no concern about how long they've stayed
some are pleasant guests lost in a daydream
when life was consumed in joyous fashion
and moonbeam faces held smiles all agleam
as emotion fills each cup with passion
pleasant or dark each memory is mine
though a few are shared with lovers I've known
they may not have kept them if so inclined
these that I have are memories I own
they flicker like candles time looks upon
the yesterdays lived, that have come and gone

2/25/23

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Daniel Turner February 25, 2023 at 8:22 AM A topic near and dear to my heart, Frederic. Seems like as we get older friends and loved ones pass on, those memories become so much more valuable. Some memories I relive almost daily. Be well old friend. I enjoyed this melancholic sonnet.