The Echoes Are Herded
I remember a smile
and shuddered a laugh
those kids gasp at trumpet
a latent talent scrambled
our laughter grown in disapproval
leaving before removal
In between her smiles and howls
until the echoes are herded
gently into memory
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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