Shadows of Time
Thinking back on old times.
We don't remember days, we remember moments.
Each fleeting second etches it's mark on our hearts.
Whispers of laughter and tears softly linger, never apart.
Memories bloom eternally in the garden of our past.
Stay here with me, where time holds no sway.
In the embrace for our cherished moments, we'll never stray.
Copyright © Katlin Bouse | Year Posted 2025
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